So the Winter Break Butt-Numb-a-Thon is upon us. It's a beautiful new year. Do we need any other reason to watch a buttload of movies?




The BNAT 20 poster.


After not getting to bed until 2 a.m. that morning because we had been out celebrating Mike Tellez' birthday, I was woken up around 7:30 by Brian and Wayne Busick calling on the phone. I booked over to Brian for a pre-Butt-Numb-a-Thon showing of...


1945's gangster hit Dillinger, starring Lawrence Tierney (also of Reservoir Dogs as John Cabot). Any movie with the tagline "His Story is Written in Bullets, Blood and Blondes!" has got to kick ass. Check out the screenshot of the rarely attempted double smack that employs both the front and backhand. That's what's called the OG bitch slap.


Speaking of OG, a coldlampin' Giancarlo Volpe showed up near the end of the flick.


Since Giancarlo was BNAT virgin, the Movie Date Kens were his responsibility.


Wayne busted out his snack stash left over from the Rose Bowl tailgate.


We played a little Frisbee before heading to the LBC.


Brian shows his patented southpaw-over-the-discarded-Christmas-Tree-in-the-gutter fling.


As we set off, (Wayne drove his own car) in my giddiness I forgot to look Pimp.


Rollin' into the LBC we knew we needed protection...


...and there he was.


Not only did Mike set us up with Galaxy Burger breakfast burritos, he hooked up Giancarlo and me with Hello Kitty confections and got Brian a sweet bracelet. Isn't he just a big, thoughtful teddy bear?


With the Movie Date Kens accounted for, we were still missing someone...


What's up, big guy.


As Brian was buying tickets for Sweeney Todd...


...Wayne tried to pay, even throwing down a large bill.


A Million Dollar bill, to be exact.

Wayne was so inspired after watching Sweeney Todd, he couldn't contain himself.




Juno was our second movie. Since Wayne had already seen it he went into Charlie Wilson's War. He met us outside Juno and split after that.


Granted, Giancarlo had already seen I Am Legend, but dude pulled a Rip Van Winkle during only the third movie.


When the flick ended a while later we looked over and he was gone! He left his stuff so we knew he was coming back. Or was he?


After carrying his bag to National Treasure 2 Giancarlo finally reappeared. And where was the Italian Stallion? Trying to beat the high score on Ms. Pacmac in the lobby, thank you very much. Unfortunately, the boy couldn't hang. After the next movie (Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story) Giancarlo was feeling sick and hungry so Brian gave him the keys to the Minivan of Magic and off he went, promising to be waiting for us in the parking lot. While we went into The Great Debaters, Giancarlo was driving around Long Beach. Again, Butt-Numb-A-Thon is not for the weak of soul.


Unfortunately for Giancarlo, he missed on the night's entertainment: Movie Theater Frisbee! We had about a half hour to kill before our final movie, Charlie Wilson's War so I busted out the Frisbee I found in the bed of Wayne's truck.

Check out the action.




We employed the infamous Filmhouse Triangle Formation.


That is until Mike couldn't control his muscles and broke the thing. Another example of performance enhancing drugs ruining a sport.


We left a bit of ourselves in the theater that night.


Mike went back to his Blackberry.


The Butt-Numb-A-Thon 20 schedule.


On our way out Brian got tooled by Owen Wilson.


We walked Mike to his car...


...only to find that ours was gone. Dammit, Giancarlo!


We walked over to the adjacent In N Out parking lot to no avail.


A few minutes later, around 12:30 a.m. Giancarlo rolled up with his trademark Kit Fisto grin on his face, just as it began to sprinkle. And where was he this time? That would be the Hawaiian Gardens Casino just up the road where he dropped a smooth hundy. But you know he looked good doing it.