You know it's going to be an interesting day when you get woken up at 4:30 in the morning by an earthquake. Would this prove to be a good or bad omen?
We started with a 9 a.m. showing at my house of Toshirô Mifune in Akira Kurosawa's 1957 Throne of Blood, a samurai version of Shakespeare's Macbeth.
Then we hopped in the Prius and headed out on the road, but since I was a bit unsure on how to reach our intended destination Brian needed to get my Thomas Guide from the back of the car.
This, of course, provided me with an opportunity to swerve the car while doing 70 mph on the freeway, jostling Brian about, even making him bump his head on the car ceiling.
I'm the map, I'm the map, I'm the map, I'm the map, I'm the map. (sung to the Dora the Explorer music)
Are we going to Disneyland? Nope.
It's a Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim baseball game.
As I was pulling up to pay for parking, friggin' Tobey Maguire cuts in front of me.
Then I got stuck behind the O.C. fuzz doing a mile per hour through the parking lot. Brian scared the crap out of me by pretending to honk at them.
Brian asked for directions to an ATM, but Manny, who must have been new on the job (it was only the third game of the season), couldn't help a brutha out.
Do my eyes deceive me? Is that really a Hooters? As is our tradition we headed in to get a picture with a lovely Hooters girl.
Check that: a cardboard cutout of a lovely Hooters girl. Weak. Seriously, who goes to Hooters for the food?
We had sweet seats.
All Hail Brian, King of Angels Stadium.
Then it was time for the grub: jumbo dogs, big league nachos, large lemonades, and Cracker Jacks. Hooters who? Hooters what?
Made in the shade.
The Angels beat the Texas Rangers 5-3 to complete a season-opening sweep.
We bid farewell to the O.C. and head...
Yes, we drove from Anaheim to the Westside.
Brain even had enough time to discover that his old-school cell phone could receive text messages. He only realized this because he actually got his first one. The funny part was that it was from Verizon telling him that he was eligible for a discount on a new cell phone! Classic.
After parking our first stop was the Westwood Memorial Park.
The first grave we saw was that of Don Knotts. As I was taking a picture a little old lady wearing a matching purple beret and jacket approached us and mentioned delightedly that she was surprised someone came to visit him. Brian thought I should put away my camera out of respect.
Of course, as soon as the old lady was gone Brian threw down his best Don Knotts look.
The Velvet Fog.
"I'm Charles Baker Harris. I can read."
Ain't that a kick in the head.
I wonder why his wife got a larger font.
Those are Brian's lipstick marks at the lower right.
From there Brian remembered it was Wednesday (comic book day in his world) so we stopped off at Jay and Silent Bob´s Secret Stash, Kevin Smith's store, so the boy could take care of bidness.
We decided to eat at Jerry's Deli and Brian was overcome with comic book euphoria.
We were joined by Gina Chen (RHS c/o '04) who came straight over from an economics class (*yawn*) at UCLA a couple blocks away. Even Gina began falling asleep as she talked about her class.
Then Liz Ishida (RHS c/o '05) stopped by. Doesn't anybody study at UCLA?
With everyone well fed...
...we headed off...
...to the Armand Hammer Museum to catch a showing of Hot Fuzz...
...at the Billy Wilder Theater.
Billy Wilder directed my all-time favorite movie, Double Indemnity.
In order to get tickets Brian sent in a bunch of pictures that were going to be included in a slideshow during the afterparty.
What made this a special screening was the appearance of the director Edgar Wright (with mic), and stars Simon Pegg (right) and Nick Frost, all who stuck around for Q&A.
Brian and I saw these same guys at the Shaun of the Dead special screening at Comic-Con in 2004. Unfortunately, we couldn't hang out for long because we had tickets at the Nuart for...
...Air Guitar Nation! Yeah, boooyy!
We couldn't figure out where the crowds were. After all, this was the big screen debut of a couple of up-and-coming Hollywood studs.
Forward to 2:16 to see the real stars of the movie.
There was a total of seven people for this showing. Yes, including us. Philistines.
When we walked out of the theater we heard some screams from across the street. It turned out to be a group of six or seven girls messing around. We decided to drive by and scare the bejesus out of them. When we did it the first time they screamed so loud we could still hear them a block away. So of course we did it again, only this time we filmed it. We were laughing so hard, barely any sound was coming out. Good times.
We got back into the SGV around midnight so Brian took me to the only place open that late on a Wednesday night/Thursday morning... Denny's. Damn.
I was so excited about my Oreo sundae that I forgot to take a picture of it. Here's the after and before.
Brian checked his e-mail when he got home and he forwarded the above message to me. The "event" we were supposed to attend was the afterparty we blew out in order to make it down to see Air Guitar Nation. Sucks to be Brian. Besides, it's not like it was an iPod; Zunes are for posers.
After e-mailing the girl in charge an explanation for his the no-show, she actually sent him the Zune.
After inspecting the Zune Brian quickly realized someone had already used it.
Here's a close-up. And a lesson for all you ladies who think it's no big deal when your boyfriend wants to take topless pix of you while you're on vacation.