the weekend that was. and horsey

so it's good to be blogging and reading random blogs. so for your viewing pleasure:

• horsey's blog: it's hard to describe this one. imagine kumar from harold and kumar go to white castle blogging. and being funnier than in the movie.


• horsey's cousin is compulsive reading. something in the genes?


• dal 'n llama: the blog is a set of surreal snippets that when put together somehow make a wierd sort of sense. stylized but engrossing.

i watched lady in the water on saturday. i can't resist sticking in a link to a review that pans the movie. i know the guy that runs the site and while i think he's hilarious methinks he's being real mean to shyamalan. the review and an excerpt:

After "The Sixth Sense" and "Unbreakable," which were a long time ago at this point, I liken writer/director and self-proclaimed auteur M. Night Shyamalan to a dog that comes by and takes a big dump on my lawn every year or so. At some point, I walk out to the dump site and stare at a big pile of crap.

sunday was the pearl jam concert at the gorge. it was the best concert that ever was. really. eddie vedder wore shorts and drank out of successive bottles of champagne or wine or moonshine. i couldn't tell from where i was standing and he didn't pour me a drink. the prick. mike mc.cready is a genius.

the whole experience reminds me of the aftermath of the tom petty concert at the gorge last year. sozzled out of our minds (at least, i was), the three of us - rags, naveed and i, sang (or rather, screamed out) our own rendition of meatloaf's wasted youth. we had a highly appreciative audience of moochers from other campsites. they drank our booze, ate our food and pillaged our tents. naveed, rags - we need to keep that tradition alive. really.
this was the venue of my solemn oath to never, ever, never, ever drink jagermeister again.