schmevil: (black flash)
I went for sushi with my friend J. We were just going to get our food, eat, and then go our separate ways to study. Yeah, no. We watched the latest episode of BSG during dinner. A good time was had by all, except you know, the characters in the show, who haven't had a good time in a long while. Then I told him about my new baby, Death Note, and we watched a couple of eps. This lead to a couple of eps of Monster, some Flight of the Conchords, and my favourite rap about George Washington.

Regarding BSG: Read more... )

Regarding Death Note and Monster: can anyone rec me some shows in a similar vein (to either)?



One last thing, I suspect Death Note would make awesome drunk viewing... amirite?
schmevil: (gwen and mj dance)
Flist: for those of you who are pierced, rec me some good jewelry sites that ship to Canada. I is look for good quality platinum, white gold, diamonds and gemstones.

Piercings I have: 4 lobes, 1 tragus, 1 rook, 1 eyebrow, 1 nose and 1 nipple. Yes, it does get expensive. :( It could be worse, I work with a girl who's got all that x 2 + genital and belly button piercings.

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Went to see Evil Dead: the Musical. The songs are still catchy as all hell, though the cast this year just didn't have the chemistry of the previous two. 'Annie' in particular, while funny, just didn't gel with the others. Great singing voice, though. I'm going to be singing 'All the Men In My Life Keep Getting Killed by Candarian Demons' for weeks to come. (Candarian demons, Candarian demons)

We had tickets just outside of the blood zone. Like two seats away. We declined ponchos, which turned out to not be one of our best decisions, because this year they added more blood. A freakin' lot more blood. There was a BLOOD RAIN. Which, while undeniably awesome, was a problem for my dry clean only jacket. I literally jumped out of my seat and hid under an adjacent table, to get out of the way. AWESOME.

The only quasi-drawback of the experience were the drunken fratboys in the front row, flashing devil horns. Just no. A world of no. On the other hand, the drunken fratboys in full Deadite makeup, jumping into the blood spray? A world of OMG YES.

I also had tickets for L'homme invisible at Theatre Francais de Toronto, but got stuck working, and had to give them away. Another one of my not-so-good decisions.

The Invisible Man
L’Homme invisible/The Invisible Man is in no way a conventional play; it’s an utterly fascinating multimedia performance piece using Franco-Ontarian Patrice Desbiens’s 1981 poem of the same double-tongued title as text. Few works in recent memory have interrelated spoken word, live music, light and projections in such minute detail and to such great effect.

Christopher Hoile
Eye Weekly
March 31, 2008

I gave my tickets to my dad and a French-teacher friend of his, and they both said it was definitely 'my' kind of play. Just arg!

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Regarding the BSG season opener: 17 words ) That is all.

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ETA: [livejournal.com profile] stereotypist has posted a custom comic of The Apartment That Eats Girls and I command you to read and lol. Go now. GO!

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