Mal-ee-boo
Jul. 14th, 2001 01:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blustockingSo my department went out tonight after work. Every month the company gives each department a night out, so I suggested the Comedy and Magic Club in Hermosa Beach. I love comedy, I love magic. :)
Sadly, no "big" name comics showed up tonight (as they usually do at that venue) but it was still pretty damn cool. We had a good dinner, good drinks, good show. It was nice. Then some of the crew decided to go out afterwards. I was going to go, but changed my mind at the last minute because I was so tired and they were already drunk and annoying. So I went home. On the drive back to the office, and our cars, we got to talking about the show of course and namely, the magic.
Okay, fuck David Blaine. He's a two-bit, Friend of Leo who just got into magic so that he can pick up underage girls. Bleh. And they kept discussing HOW things were done. Not only were they most mundane and ridiculous explanations, but I don't like dissecting magic. It's there, it's mysterious for a reason, enjoy it. Why take all of the fun out of it by trying to figure out "how did he do that?!" Feh. I just sat there marvelling at how unimaginative and boring they were being. I guess some habits are hard to break. Meh, I'm still a dreamer no matter how hard I try.
So, after I got back to my car, I didn't feel like going home, so I just started driving. I ended up past Malibu. Heheh. :) It's so nice just to drive sometimes, music blaring, singing at the top of your lungs. I starting running out of gas, so I turned around, went to a gas station, and drove back. I didn't really want to be alone anyway. I wanted to be alone with someone, not really having to talk. I wanted to sit and watch the waves come in with someone. Get drunk on the beach with someone. The beaches in the Metro area suck though. Mleh. I don't even like the ocean per se. I do, but I don't. I don't want to get in it. (I have a fear of water I can't see through.) I just like looking at it. It's so awe-inspiring in it's sheer size, puts me in my place, gives perspective.
I'm getting my first tattoo tomorrow. :)
Sadly, no "big" name comics showed up tonight (as they usually do at that venue) but it was still pretty damn cool. We had a good dinner, good drinks, good show. It was nice. Then some of the crew decided to go out afterwards. I was going to go, but changed my mind at the last minute because I was so tired and they were already drunk and annoying. So I went home. On the drive back to the office, and our cars, we got to talking about the show of course and namely, the magic.
Okay, fuck David Blaine. He's a two-bit, Friend of Leo who just got into magic so that he can pick up underage girls. Bleh. And they kept discussing HOW things were done. Not only were they most mundane and ridiculous explanations, but I don't like dissecting magic. It's there, it's mysterious for a reason, enjoy it. Why take all of the fun out of it by trying to figure out "how did he do that?!" Feh. I just sat there marvelling at how unimaginative and boring they were being. I guess some habits are hard to break. Meh, I'm still a dreamer no matter how hard I try.
So, after I got back to my car, I didn't feel like going home, so I just started driving. I ended up past Malibu. Heheh. :) It's so nice just to drive sometimes, music blaring, singing at the top of your lungs. I starting running out of gas, so I turned around, went to a gas station, and drove back. I didn't really want to be alone anyway. I wanted to be alone with someone, not really having to talk. I wanted to sit and watch the waves come in with someone. Get drunk on the beach with someone. The beaches in the Metro area suck though. Mleh. I don't even like the ocean per se. I do, but I don't. I don't want to get in it. (I have a fear of water I can't see through.) I just like looking at it. It's so awe-inspiring in it's sheer size, puts me in my place, gives perspective.
I'm getting my first tattoo tomorrow. :)
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Ooo, tattoo
I'm excited for you, that's a big deal.
Whee!
Your pic is freaking me out.
Date: 2001-07-14 03:31 pm (UTC)I'm a little nervous. :)
Re: Your pic is freaking me out.
Date: 2001-07-14 07:38 pm (UTC)The only problem with that would be that I would want to look at my tattoo constantly if I had one, and it would be that much harder if it were on the back of my neck. I picture myself spinning in circles, then falling down.
I hope it doesn't/didn't hurt too much :)
OOH!
Date: 2001-07-15 05:47 am (UTC)ee!
i'm so excited for you ^.^
i'm not getting mine 'till august...
and i see a BODDAH BIRD!!
*glomps in the general direction*