"Have you caught the Silver Ninja?"

So I was on another adventure with Randy lostncove before he leaves for parts north (and now I hear the clicking of minds, and soon the wagging of tongues), and if you know Randy, you know you're headed for another wacky adventure.

Austin is such an odd, weird city (until you get out to the suburbs, then it becomes as clean an white-bread as anywhere else with an Applebees). It allows artistic expression that many other cities just don't have. Strangely enough, even with the liberal "anything goes" attitude, I've never noticed that Austin has much of a gay community. I think that they're a bit quiet. If I get the chance, I may have to learn more someday.

The afternoon, which was warm and sunny, found us exploring the shops on South Congress. I can officially say I've been antiquing now. Didn't buy anything, but saw some childhood memories in some different shops.

The nights festivities included a trip to the Alamo Ale House...which is really a movie theater with food served to your seat. Naturally, the choice of movies runs from the odd to the eclectic. Tonight, Kung Fu Theater. I normally wouldn't invest the time in a Kung Fu movie, but this was different.

The showing of the Deadly Silver Ninja - a CHINESE ninja movie (which should start you thinking already) would be accompanied with a LIVE soundtrack. Music, Foley (sound effects) and the audio overdub for the characters would be done in the theater! The fun of it is the movie is totally absurd. If they could have added a few rubber suited villains, it would have been an episode of Power Rangers. Luckily, the sound guys understood that the movie wasn't to be taken seriously, and played it as such with funny voices, odd phrasing and dramatic pauses in the wrong...or was it right...places.

"So you're looking for the SILVER Ninja?" Are there others running around? Is the gold one more precious? He isn't wearing anything silver, why is the the silver ninja? These and other questions will never be answered.

Randy already wrote about some of this, but one thing he didn't mention is that one of the villains had robbed Bea Arthur's Maude robes and was sporting a very nice tiger print one that drug the floor. Totally helped convince you that he was able to kill with but a look.

We tried to see Mr. Sinus Theater 3000's presentation of Speed, but it was sold out. Oh well. We also thought of visiting the Chain Drive, but we didn't know where it is. We had to settle for Amy's Ice Cream instead. Drowning our sorrows in it's rich, creamy existence.

A few miles and a night later, it's off to LJ-less work again...

Four almost unrelated thoughts

Thought 1: If some group of fools would actually open a car repair shop that stayed open later than 7:00pm, they would so have my money now. Unfortunately, they don't, and I've been on a wild goose chase trying to get my brake pads changed out. (Although I have changed brake pads before, I'm not doing it in the apartment parking lot.)

This means I will have to get up early and have it done at the crack of dawn, hoping that i can have it completed before I have to go to work. Grr.

Thought 2: Why do tele-evangelists do it? Sure there's some monetary reward for tricking the gullible, but still, when most of you have your baser instincts, they tend to find it's way to the top, and then you're screwed (both literally and figuratively).

Thought 3: I am so flirting with the cute cub that the data provider sent to try to help us with the new programs. Damn he's hot. He's also clueless and of no help to us at all. I taught him something about one of the programs he's been using for two years. This is not good.

Still, he's great eye candy, so I tried to flag (Kevin) down every time one of my reps had a problem. He never helped them, but still. *grin* We got talking about sports, which I'm perfectly fluent in. He could name backup basketball players on the Houston Rockets by name, so I think he's straight. His loss.

Thought 4: The only place it isn't snowing in this state seems to be Houston (and I guess Beaumont, but who cares). The Dallasites are all screaming about the driving conditions. *grins again* I guess it's good that it isn't snowing here. I need the brakes worked on!