So how was your Easter? Mine was a rollercoaster of emotions.
Friday, my friend Adam was supposed to call me and to do something on Friday, so I endured the constant yelling in my house, mostly because of the boring Masters, for my chance to get free at night. It turns out he couldn't go out, so i was disappointed, but decided to go out for a drive to just get out of the house. I decided to rent a movie, and ended up renting "The Game," which I haven't seen in a long time, and was looking forward to. I remembered Douglas in a cab going into the water, and someone falling through a glass roof. Other than that the movie was a mystery. I ended up getting into a fight with my mom, Friday night, so I decided to save the movie for Sunday night when nothing good is on TV.
Saturday, I woke up and went outside to play with my RC car. It's the "Evader" from Radio Shack. I found it in the basement last week and have been desperately trying to get it outside. I found out that it still works great, but I was a little sketchy about the range. I ended up driving around for about 20 minutes then began to play some hacky sack. I figured the summer was coming and that I should start practicing, so I decided that I would not stop until I kept it up 20 times. This proved to be difficult when I had Hacker's Block at 7. Later that night, I watched "Bulletproof Monk" at 1am. It was pretty average. It wasn't a spectacular movie, but for the kung-fu duo movies, it was amazing. It was actually funny, and was able to poke fun at itself. Personally, I found immense joy in watching the movie, because within 15 minutes I noticed that the entire movie was shot in Toronto. The Bishop's Park subway station was actually Yonge/Bloor after i looked at the sign on the wall and saw the small lettering say "Westbound to Bay/Eastbound to Sherbourne." Then there were the silver collanades from the Bloor level, and the Gateway Newstand. Then I noticed Queen's Park, Nathan Phillips Square, The Don jail and Front St. So if you liked noticing locations in "Exit Wounds" and "Undercover Brother," you'll like this, and it's also funny.
Sunday, my dad woke me up earlier than I had wanted because my mom had hid some eggs throughout the house. I eventually went downstairs grabbed a bowl, and found them all in about 2 minutes. With a mind that can produce endless, useless possibilities, it's fairly easy to find easter eggs. After 20 minutes of sitting around, and being drowsy, I went back to bed. I ended up dreaming that I was going to the live Survivor Finale with Tink, Lex, Bill and Nick (From Apprentice). It was just one of those dreams where apparently I've been best friends with all of them, all of my life. We joked around as we endlessly walked en route to the show. We never got there, but at one point, we all goaded Tink into slapping Omarosa. Lex was really pushing her, and eventually she did. Bill said something about how that was "exactly what he wanted to see" (with hand gestures), and Nick just gave the dazed smile and said "Allright."
I woke up and rushed to get to work, but arrived at work to find out that they were closed for Easter. I was pissed off. My timesheet in the office said that I was coming in, and after working Dec. 27, for the last 2 years, I assumed that this was another crazy curling shift. I ended up phoning Adam to see if he wanted to do something, and he said to call back around 4. I went to the bank, to deposit some cash, then headed over to the Home Depot parking lot to really try out my RC car. The range was excellent, and I got a bunch of looks from people driving by. After my electric joy ride, I decided to do some fast driving of my own. I figured that I would drive around until 4, by doing laps on the Bayview extension.
I had 50 minutes to kill, and after making my way from Laird and Eglinton, to Coxwell and Lakeshore E. in only 8 minutes, I decided to go home. Adam phoned me as I was just approaching Coxwell, and told me that he had to go out for dinner, so he wouldn't be able to see me. Again, I was disappointed, but I understood. As I hung up, I found the lakeshore closed off, and woobine inaccessible. This put a wrench in my plans, but I decided to just go up Coxwell. Then I turned onto Coxwell, and saw the bumper to bumper traffic dissolve into the horizon up ahead. I snuck onto Kingston Rd., having been on it earlier this week, I felt pretty confident. Alas, no matter where I went, I was stuck in traffic. I was a bit nervous about being stuck in the intersection or the car stalling on my in a bad place, but overall I was quite proud of my driving skills. I eventually got home, after driving by Woodbine, then looping back on Gerrard. It took me 8 minutes to drive down there, and it took me 50 to get back.
We had our Easter dinne that night, and needless to say, I got a little drunk. I had 2 beers with dinner, then had a glass of red wine with dessert. I then kept drinking the red wine, until the bottle was "All Gone." By the time, I started to feel a little light-headed, I had reached the climax of "The Game." I would say this was excellent timing, as I was able to focus on the movie with a slightly drunken intent, and nobody could distract, because both of my parents had fallen asleep on the couch. Lightweights. The movie finished, and it was excellent. David Fincher is one of my favourite directors, and I had a lot of fun pointing out scenes that had the same visual asthetic as "Fight Club." Excellent plot, but a little predictable at times, like the window handle in the cab, or the fact that security gaurds at CRS probably wouldn't carry silenced Deutches. Sub-machine guns is a stretch, but why would they be silenced. My favourite part was when he went through Christine's apartment and found that everything was fake. The fake books were an excellent touch. Before I went to bed, I watched Anger Management, and didn't enjoy it. Sure I enjoyed watching it, and it held my attention, but the ending was weak sauce. There were way too many pranks pulled throughout the movie to let me believe that anything was in fact real. I was looking forward to a good comedy between Sandler and Nicholson, but as soon as I saw "Happy Madison Production," I was a little worried. Then Allen Covert walked on the screen, and I knew it was all downhill. Just another flick in the endless saga of Sandler movies with the phrase, "You can do it!" Yet thankfully, Rob Schneider wasn't cast, or at least I didn't see him.