I caught a glimpse of my last "recent" post and realized that I have repeated all of my "I'll never drink again!" offenses since I last surfaced here. Including the 2 day debauchery known as Virgin Fest. You'd be surprised how many people gave me gaping grins when I said "Virgin Fest" out loud. Apparently they didn't know we weren't going to be sacrificing 15 year old girls, but that I was attending a 2 day music festival. I disappointed many with my explanation of the over priced event in hell city (Baltimore.)
I was informed by my mapmaker friend that Baltimore is known as Charm City. It is all making sense to me. I had no clue that such a welcoming destination city could be so full of class and charm. I was *this* close to relocating based on the wonderful neighborhoods right out side of Pimlico. So close.
From my car nearing death (brakes decided to go AND my windshield wiper decided to flip half off its arm on the way home in the rain) to the hours and hours of drinking in Charm City, the weekend was an event to be sure. I was only drunk for a combined 30 hours, and I only lost one pair of sunglasses (in the perfect pile of strangers' poo in the most foul porta-john ever).
My bosses were kind enough to meet up on Sunday, and they treated us to lots of booze. That was a good and bad thing. While I hear lots of people saying,
"Joy...you don't have to drink to have fun," and
"Joy, what you are describing is fondly referred to as a blackout..."
I have to say, these people giving me this handy advice don't have enablers as friends, coworkers, and bosses. I love all my enablers for this very reason. My liver doesn't.
I have promised myself to review all the shows I see from now on. With pictures that will suspiciously look like the back of lots of people's heads. I usually end up with a nifty view of the backs of tons of tshirts and necks as I stand 2 feet below the jackasses that stand in front of me. I neglected to do this for a bunch and will probably do something sneaky like post (and backdate) my entry. I am crafty.
Without making this a very long post, what I liked about Virgin Fest:
- The ability to sneak in virtually everything under the sun.
- Vodka concealed in water bottles.
- Wu Tang, Bad Brains, Beastie Boys, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Spoon, Smashing Pumpkins, Velvet Revolver, Regina Spektor, The Police....in no particular order. But if I had to narrow things down, I'm really happy to have been there for the Beasties and Yeah Yeah Yeahs.
- Very good people watching. Everyone from yuppies, to rich kids, to groups of rich kids' parents, to band members adding to the mix.
Cons:
- Drunkenly drinking warm vodka instead of warm water. Not all it's cracked up to be.
- Baltmore. In general.
- Asshole vendors. Like the guy who wanted to sell me a $4 cup of ice. Jackass.
- The sun. I know it's needed, but not when it's 100 degrees.
I'm happy I went, but I miss my sunglasses and my dignity.
I am glad I didn't return this DVD unwatched to Netflix (to ensure I got Weeds season 2 instead). This was a great movie and I was not expecting it, despite the reviews. Harold Crick (Will Ferrell) was a surprising hero and I was very delighted. From character development to witty scripts, I really enjoyed this movie. Not to mention the soundtrack was great. Go rent it.
