What a weekend. Saturday night went to a silent Alfred Hitchcock film. And Sunday ventured to the Warhol Exhibit. I've come to the conclusion Andy Warhol is a more artistic, and smart version of Perez Hilton. Yeah, I may swallow that statement one day but seriously, what a little shit that dude is.
Then, an unfortunate thing happened last night, I suggested going to a surf documentary about the 2007 season at Maverick. HORRIBLE documentary. I should've figured, the title was "Ride On" (imagine them saying that in a Sublime-fanesque voice...yes, it really was THAT bad). I didn't know a movie could be so terrible and I'm even more annoyed that it was $9 to watch a bunch of bro's drink beer, and talk about their "gnarly wipeouts" wearing netted trucker hats (so passe). I left a certain area for a reason...people like this being a big part of that reason.
Anyway, mellow, comfortable, and warm! Minus last nights unsuccessful trek to see a "different" movie than the norm was not so smart. Next time I'll stick with Will Ferrell's newest flick.
UPDATE: Search for the best Hot Chocolate in East Bay has expanded. I had an incredible hot chocolate yesterday at Coco-luxe Confections, I think they substituted a sprinkle of nutmeg on top with ginger. Totally delectable! The chocolate was just OK but the Hot Chocolate was like finger-licking Curly Sue style after she eats pizza...unless my memory's failed me, I think it was pizza.
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