i met clinton at huber's yesterday after work and i took some pictures of the bathroom o'danger. danger to me anyway. this time i did watch my step and didn't have a moment of i'm-going-to-land-on-my-face-and-embarrass-myself-because-i-ignored-the-sign. i also checked to make sure i wasn't full of it saying there was nothing on the inside of the door warning people of the sheer drop you would experience upon stepping out of the door. i was correct, no warning. you have to make sure to repeat "step down" to yourself in your spanish coffee haze. not "step up" because that would cause you to look stupid and probably fall anyway.
this is on the outside of the door:
then i started thinking about "women step up" and i kinda like the sound of that. this picture is now the wallpaper of my phone. women step up. yes! step.it.up. i like it. it's not only a warning of twisting ankles, it's empowering. who knew a bathroom door could give me pause to think about female empowerment.
...i'll move on.
clinton and i make our way to the NW to find a place to eat before the movie and decide on this place: Serratto. kinda fancy, right? nothing but the best for me and clinton. it was good too. we even shared a creme brulee. i miss clinton dates. we need to do this more often. i used to do this kind of thing with people in san francisco and yes, i blew through money faster but it was great going out for cocktails and then a real dinner.
the whole point of being in the NW was not to spend quality time with the yuppies over there. oh no. we were meeting jamie for the movie HOUSE (it needs to be in capitals) at Cinema 21. what is HOUSE? oh, only a totally campy and weird japanese horror movie from 1977.
watch the trailer:
what is that catchy song being played on the violin you might ask? i have no idea but it's playing through the whole movie. wah wahhhhhhh wah wah. to the point where you're afraid it will lodge itself into your subconscious and you'll be haunted for days afterwards with the shrillness of it. yet, surprisingly after we left the theater it went away. i was weary of watching the trailer again because of that song. it really grates on the nerves after awhile.
anyway, so we're sitting up in the balcony enjoying ourselves. laughing. everyone is laughing. we're making catty comments because the movie is campy and calls for it. people around us are doing something similar. except for the pretentious-too-serious-hipster and his girlfriend sitting in front of clinton. they thought they were watching something that called for serious undivided attention. i think i saw them laugh twice. we're having a good time, like everyone else in the theater and they are sitting there grumbling and trying to take this movie seriously! he does the passive aggressive look over his shoulder and we ignore him. then he turns around and says "could you please not talk through the movie?" we really weren't talking through the movie, just adding in our own catty quips. i was clapping and he didn't like that either. so after he says this jamie asks "WHAT DID HE SAY?" and i said "he's telling us to shut up." clinton makes a pfft noise and i laugh. the guy tries to say something like "oh no, i didn't, i just..." wah wah. if you're going to tell us to be quiet, stick to it. it was awkward for a second and then i was like f-ck it! this movie is not a serious movie. sorry you're not having fun but the rest of us are!
so besides pretentious hipster we loved it. the movie was hilarious. it was totally weird and i had a lot of "what? really?" moments. i miss going to campy movies and the audience is being boisterous and animated about it. so take that pretentious hipster being boring. be boring somewhere else.
we walk out of the theater and clinton says "when did we walk into 1994?" he was right, we were surrounded by uber grunge fashion re-visited. ack! it did look a little like 1994. then again, because fashion recycles itself it is no surprise the grunge thing is in full force right now. even sara said it's big down in los angeles except their grunge is probably a lot more expensive, fancy and has designer labels. they probably smell better too.
HOUSE!
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