Welcome to fucking Portland!
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rachg82Sometimes I really, really love my crazy ass little city.
Last night was so much fun. I have much in the way of story-telling, pictures, and vids to share. As a bonus, I'll also share a few clips from the new IFC show Portlandia, which pokes fucking brilliant fun at my home town, oh my God. I watched these tonight & was just dying.
First up, pictures:
There's me with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
divine_katie's back (finally, we meet!). In the forefront are one of the performers from DP (writing/signing something or another) & one of Dani's friends selling her hats.
5brokenfingers and me. Aww. Group hugs all around!
Me & Dani's friend Draydin. P.S. Why are people always trying to consume or taste me in some way? I'm apparently very edible. That or they want to pick me up & carry me. (Katie wants to put me in her pocket, it turns out. I'M SHORT, Y'ALL. NOT THUMBELINA.)
Now, before I even try to explain this evening to you all, I have two links to share. Take the time; you won't be sorry:
Gallagher is a douche & I kind of love him for that now.
Randomly, the guy with the braids told me I was "very cute." Ha. It was funny, because he said it in one of those, "you have brown hair"-matter of fact sort of ways. I was like, "Okay. Well, thanks!" Hee. And that was that.
Anyway, so yeah--GALLAGHER. Hahaha. Best shit ever. He was supposed to perform, they gave him free weed, and then he freaked out, I guess. But before that, Draydin--the one making the face in the pic above--gave him a watermelon hat his wife had made & told him what an inspiration he'd been to him during his childhood, & Gallagher straight-up GAVE THE GIFT AWAY. Aaaaaand told him he should've put *thought* into it. Hahahahaha. He was so sulky & pissed. Like about ready to throw down-pissed. Dani was all, "please don't punch Gallagher." I was in heaven.
Then he went back out there with a Smurf lunchbox, told him his grandma always loved the smurfs, and asked him to sign it. Gallagher's response? "FUCK YOUR GRANDMA." Then he signed it & spelled his name wrong.
Schadenfreudeeeeeeee. . .makin' the world a better place!
I still can't tell whether he was honestly mad though, whether Gallagher is insane/was fucking with him on purpose/or what, but for real? HILARIOUS. The whole thing.
Before he left, I guess he also insulted the hats that were being sold there and then looked around at the patrons of the bar & said, "THESE PEOPLE ARE SCARY." As Dani's friend said (in reaction to this), "Welcome to fucking Portland! You smash watermelons for a living!" HA. Then he took another shot. I was like, "Righty-oh."
As for me, I had only one drink (a gin & tonic), which was free, stayed away from the crazy-making weed, and unfortunately was fighting off one hell of a migraine all evening, but had a very fun night. I saw Kristin there too, whom I hadn't really talked with much or spent time with since last August, got to chat a little with Katie, finally met Dan (a.k.a. Wombstretcha the Magnificent, a.k.a. Dani's boyfriend. He still thinks I'm a ghost. Also, he doesn't really shake babies), got kissed on the cheek by a drunken gay guy who bowed to us afterward (hee!), stared at art, listened to loud music, and was surrounded by a lot of interesting people. One of whom walked up to Dani & was all, "Do you make tutus?" And Dani was like, "No, but she does, *points to friend*." I swear to God: my city, folks.
There were comedians too, but they pretty much sucked. The music, however, was good. The entire party was for a 1HRx record release thingamabob (which is owned by Dani's boyfriend & his friend), and there were several different performers. DP (Delaney & Paris) were on when I walked in, and this was the song being played:
See, we have effed up senses of humor around here. It's not just me! (They were my favorites of the night, btw)
Then there was K-Dizzy:
Not bad, eh? He actually had quite a bit of variety in his set & I liked him. I saw influences of Cypress Hill, Eminem, rock, Snoop Dogg, all sorts of different things. He has a great natural flow.
And lastly, we had the Dead Scene Celebrity:
These guys were actually really good. It was funny though, because I turned to both Kristin & Dani in the middle of their set & was like, "It's very 1994 in here right now," and they both laughed. IT'S TRUE! They had long hair & started headbanging & everything. I kept waiting for Pearl Jam to show up.
Anyway, so that was my night. I didn't talk to any family aside from my dad, but I will give him credit in that he actually called me on his own. He used to only have my stepmom call for him & then he'd get on the phone after, or just plain wouldn't talk to me at all unless I called them. For him to put effort forth is noteworthy, whenever it happens. The conversation was brief, as it normally is, but we did talk a tiny bit about the job market, and Portlandia, which he brought up. I said maybe I'd call him back after watching it (I hadn't seen the actual show yet--just the song) & we could talk about it, and I don't know if he liked the idea, but it sounded like he did because his voice went up at the end when he said "Okay." Who knows though. My dad is very confusing (sometimes he's extremely mean & cold). I don't like trying to invest large amounts of hope in him anymore. But I will call him sometime in the next few weeks, just to keep my word.
At least I got $50 from them, so it made paying for cab fare last night easier. Meh. A gift with a personal touch would be nicer, but whatever. Miracles would also be nice. Money is still good. At least he called & put on his Friendly Voice instead of his Douchey Voice.
Moving on to Portlandia: OMG, so funny. It doesn't seem to cover so much of the "Hi, we win for most strip clubs per capita in the nation!" side of things, and same goes for the "Drugs & panhandlers & bitter, passive aggressive street punks run rampant here"-issues (at least not from what I've seen so far--they've got plenty of time), but that's okay. What it *does* cover? It covers hilariously. Like, THIS IS MY CITY. Exaggerated to ridiculous degrees, yes. But this is it. I know these people, I run into them all the time, and holy shit is it fun to watch them get made fun of like this. Ha. Especially since I'm totally one of them. WON'T EVEN DENY IT.
Here's a taste:
First, the local townsfolk weigh in (I think I almost love this more than the actual show, ha. It's like a self-given roast!):
And now, clips from the show itself. WELCOME TO MY WORLD, YO:
Can't. Stop. Laughing.
I TOLD YOU WE WERE WEIRD.
In other news, I wanted to talk about Bones & Southland tonight too. WAY TO KICK ASS, BOTH OF YOU.
This entry's already long, and others have already probably said all there is to say, but I'll just throw in a few things:
Southland:
WAY TO MAKE ME CRY, SHOW. I mean, REALLY. I haven't felt surprised & emotional over a sudden plot twist like that since BSG. My hand was literally covering my mouth for the entire scene. I had chills. I actually didn't *really* start crying until after the episode. It was like a delayed reaction, all "THAT WAS REALLY SAD!" I liked that character, y'all! He was cute & he was nice and. . .Jesus Christ! Wait, no, that made it sound like he *was* Jesus Christ. Ha. Not that. You know what I mean!
He had just said to his partner that he would really be missing him after he moved out! He *just* turned his back on the crowd! The case was already solved! It was so senseless & out of nowhere & ugh ugh UGH. With the panic & Sammy's tears & anger & the people beating on him & the shooting & yelling & the blood & dragging him into the car & AAAAAAHHHHHHH. MY HEART.
And then in the hospital afterward? Sammy flinching & crying when he hears his partner's wife start screaming? And then the way they hold each other & sob? SHOW! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME. He has a baby & a teenager & he had just told that witness he was still trying to make up things to his daughter! *wrings hands*
So good. Damn. WAY TO BE, Southland.
Also, how much do I love Lydia? How much? THIS MUCH, THAT'S HOW MUCH. The alpha female friction between her & her fellow female partner? DELICIOUS. I kinda ship it. Of course I also ship her with her ex-partner, who's male. Not a problem. Many hours in the day. She can split up her time accordingly. Ha.
Oooh, and? BEN. Who's amazing? YOU ARE.
That episode! And the one before it! Seriously. So much love.
I just want to use, like, a thousand exclamation points over it. All of you need to start watching this show, I'm fucking serious.
Bones
Look who decided to suddenly get good again? Yes, yes, I know. You got good in December too, what with "The Doctor in the Photo." But OF COURSE that episode was good; it was all about Brennan! (heh, I'm so biased) But last week you were right back to Mediocreville & it made me very sadface. This week, however? You rocked my socks off. I APPROVE.
First off? Gravedigger: way to be a creepy ass creeper. Right 'til the end, homes. 'preciate cha.
Booth & Brennan: reunited and it feeeeeels so gooooooood![/sings] They were together SO MUCH in this episode! Solving things! Looking at things! Walking towards things! (hee) That was yay.
Max! Or, actually, my reaction was more like this: MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAX! I wuv you, Max. He gave her receipts! So she'd believe him! And a plastic shell! Because he'd told her he was in Maui! Hahahahaha. And he told her she was prettier & smarter than Hannah (ya damn right). I FUCKING ADORE YOU, MAX.
She *so* needed that.
Her faaaaaaace at the end, y'all. *squish*
And Hodgins? Being right? HA. I love you, Angela, but sometimes? You're wrong. Not because being sensitive about murder can't be right (they're both right), but because constantly telling other people their emotional reactions to things are wrong is ACTUALLY WHAT'S WRONG. Cut it out. Not everyone has to be like you. Squints can be squinty & do squinty things without judgmental & snarky commentary from the peanut gallery 24/7.
Sweets: Awww. Can we all just gather 'round & give the boy a hug? It's so clear he needs a therapist of his own every now & then. I thought it was really nice that Caroline gave him a talking to. Perhaps now that Booth got a glimpse of his self esteem faltering, he won't keep messing with his treadmill, so to speak. At least for a while.
And speaking of Booth, COGNITIVE DISSONANCE, BABY. Yes. I gave a little ~woot-woot~ when that was mentioned. It was one of my favorite things to study in Social Psychology, and I've seen it in Booth since the beginning, *especially* this season. I'm really excited that it looks like this plot arc might be touching on it. Incredibly excited, actually. You've got the moral ambiguity stuff of being a sniper, the social issues surrounding what's murder & what's not, issues of conscience & remorse, trauma, suppressed rage, control, detachment, how similar he & Brennan really are, and then you've also got the ability to hold two conflicting opinions/feelings at one time in other areas of your life--when it comes to relationships, your future, love, your past, yourself, all sorts of things, THERE IS SO MUCH POTENTIAL.
I just really want to see them dig deep with all this.
Above all else though, can we please talk about that final scene? Booth not wanting to "let anyone down"? Because you know he already feels like he has. Oh, Booth. Don't you make my heart start hurting right now.
Then he sits there all straight in his seat, like ~pencils ready!~ (so eager looking, all waiting for recess. "Can I come?"), staring after her through the window, and you can just *see* his heart grabbing at her through the glass. It's almost painful, but in a wonderful way. She's smiling & carefree, for just that moment, listening to the "ocean", proving "Joy" wasn't the wrong name for her after all, and you know he wants nothing more on Earth than to follow her. Like, he must be aching for it. Not only to experience it with her, ask her what her father said, tease her about the shell, go grab a drink, kiss her, whatever--but also to make sure she's okay. Her dad is leaving again. It'll just be her on that corner, standing alone with the ocean. And he can't be there to talk to her about "more than one type of family" or anything else, because he made his bed & thinks he has to lie in it.
OH, BOOTH.
I have so much more to say about it, but I shall save that for my fic.
In regards to the preview for next week though? GET OUT OF MY BRAIN, HART HANSON. I'm not gonna spoil anyone on my fic, but I will say that there is some stuff in there that next week's episode looks like it'll touch on. Now I really feel like I need to complete it, asap. Heh. Damn you, HH. Every freaking time!
Also? HOLA, EYE-SEX. Feel free to stick around for a while. And by "a while", I mean forever.
I suppose I don't really need a Vid of the Day this time, what with all the other vids, but hey. Why not? For all my Bones peeps, here's one by fairykiss27.
Last night was so much fun. I have much in the way of story-telling, pictures, and vids to share. As a bonus, I'll also share a few clips from the new IFC show Portlandia, which pokes fucking brilliant fun at my home town, oh my God. I watched these tonight & was just dying.
First up, pictures:
There's me with
divine_katie's back (finally, we meet!). In the forefront are one of the performers from DP (writing/signing something or another) & one of Dani's friends selling her hats.5brokenfingers and me. Aww. Group hugs all around!Me & Dani's friend Draydin. P.S. Why are people always trying to consume or taste me in some way? I'm apparently very edible. That or they want to pick me up & carry me. (Katie wants to put me in her pocket, it turns out. I'M SHORT, Y'ALL. NOT THUMBELINA.)
Now, before I even try to explain this evening to you all, I have two links to share. Take the time; you won't be sorry:
Gallagher is a douche & I kind of love him for that now.
Randomly, the guy with the braids told me I was "very cute." Ha. It was funny, because he said it in one of those, "you have brown hair"-matter of fact sort of ways. I was like, "Okay. Well, thanks!" Hee. And that was that.
Anyway, so yeah--GALLAGHER. Hahaha. Best shit ever. He was supposed to perform, they gave him free weed, and then he freaked out, I guess. But before that, Draydin--the one making the face in the pic above--gave him a watermelon hat his wife had made & told him what an inspiration he'd been to him during his childhood, & Gallagher straight-up GAVE THE GIFT AWAY. Aaaaaand told him he should've put *thought* into it. Hahahahaha. He was so sulky & pissed. Like about ready to throw down-pissed. Dani was all, "please don't punch Gallagher." I was in heaven.
Then he went back out there with a Smurf lunchbox, told him his grandma always loved the smurfs, and asked him to sign it. Gallagher's response? "FUCK YOUR GRANDMA." Then he signed it & spelled his name wrong.
Schadenfreudeeeeeeee. . .makin' the world a better place!
I still can't tell whether he was honestly mad though, whether Gallagher is insane/was fucking with him on purpose/or what, but for real? HILARIOUS. The whole thing.
Before he left, I guess he also insulted the hats that were being sold there and then looked around at the patrons of the bar & said, "THESE PEOPLE ARE SCARY." As Dani's friend said (in reaction to this), "Welcome to fucking Portland! You smash watermelons for a living!" HA. Then he took another shot. I was like, "Righty-oh."
As for me, I had only one drink (a gin & tonic), which was free, stayed away from the crazy-making weed, and unfortunately was fighting off one hell of a migraine all evening, but had a very fun night. I saw Kristin there too, whom I hadn't really talked with much or spent time with since last August, got to chat a little with Katie, finally met Dan (a.k.a. Wombstretcha the Magnificent, a.k.a. Dani's boyfriend. He still thinks I'm a ghost. Also, he doesn't really shake babies), got kissed on the cheek by a drunken gay guy who bowed to us afterward (hee!), stared at art, listened to loud music, and was surrounded by a lot of interesting people. One of whom walked up to Dani & was all, "Do you make tutus?" And Dani was like, "No, but she does, *points to friend*." I swear to God: my city, folks.
There were comedians too, but they pretty much sucked. The music, however, was good. The entire party was for a 1HRx record release thingamabob (which is owned by Dani's boyfriend & his friend), and there were several different performers. DP (Delaney & Paris) were on when I walked in, and this was the song being played:
See, we have effed up senses of humor around here. It's not just me! (They were my favorites of the night, btw)
Then there was K-Dizzy:
Not bad, eh? He actually had quite a bit of variety in his set & I liked him. I saw influences of Cypress Hill, Eminem, rock, Snoop Dogg, all sorts of different things. He has a great natural flow.
And lastly, we had the Dead Scene Celebrity:
These guys were actually really good. It was funny though, because I turned to both Kristin & Dani in the middle of their set & was like, "It's very 1994 in here right now," and they both laughed. IT'S TRUE! They had long hair & started headbanging & everything. I kept waiting for Pearl Jam to show up.
Anyway, so that was my night. I didn't talk to any family aside from my dad, but I will give him credit in that he actually called me on his own. He used to only have my stepmom call for him & then he'd get on the phone after, or just plain wouldn't talk to me at all unless I called them. For him to put effort forth is noteworthy, whenever it happens. The conversation was brief, as it normally is, but we did talk a tiny bit about the job market, and Portlandia, which he brought up. I said maybe I'd call him back after watching it (I hadn't seen the actual show yet--just the song) & we could talk about it, and I don't know if he liked the idea, but it sounded like he did because his voice went up at the end when he said "Okay." Who knows though. My dad is very confusing (sometimes he's extremely mean & cold). I don't like trying to invest large amounts of hope in him anymore. But I will call him sometime in the next few weeks, just to keep my word.
At least I got $50 from them, so it made paying for cab fare last night easier. Meh. A gift with a personal touch would be nicer, but whatever. Miracles would also be nice. Money is still good. At least he called & put on his Friendly Voice instead of his Douchey Voice.
Moving on to Portlandia: OMG, so funny. It doesn't seem to cover so much of the "Hi, we win for most strip clubs per capita in the nation!" side of things, and same goes for the "Drugs & panhandlers & bitter, passive aggressive street punks run rampant here"-issues (at least not from what I've seen so far--they've got plenty of time), but that's okay. What it *does* cover? It covers hilariously. Like, THIS IS MY CITY. Exaggerated to ridiculous degrees, yes. But this is it. I know these people, I run into them all the time, and holy shit is it fun to watch them get made fun of like this. Ha. Especially since I'm totally one of them. WON'T EVEN DENY IT.
Here's a taste:
First, the local townsfolk weigh in (I think I almost love this more than the actual show, ha. It's like a self-given roast!):
And now, clips from the show itself. WELCOME TO MY WORLD, YO:
Can't. Stop. Laughing.
I TOLD YOU WE WERE WEIRD.
In other news, I wanted to talk about Bones & Southland tonight too. WAY TO KICK ASS, BOTH OF YOU.
This entry's already long, and others have already probably said all there is to say, but I'll just throw in a few things:
Southland:
WAY TO MAKE ME CRY, SHOW. I mean, REALLY. I haven't felt surprised & emotional over a sudden plot twist like that since BSG. My hand was literally covering my mouth for the entire scene. I had chills. I actually didn't *really* start crying until after the episode. It was like a delayed reaction, all "THAT WAS REALLY SAD!" I liked that character, y'all! He was cute & he was nice and. . .Jesus Christ! Wait, no, that made it sound like he *was* Jesus Christ. Ha. Not that. You know what I mean!
He had just said to his partner that he would really be missing him after he moved out! He *just* turned his back on the crowd! The case was already solved! It was so senseless & out of nowhere & ugh ugh UGH. With the panic & Sammy's tears & anger & the people beating on him & the shooting & yelling & the blood & dragging him into the car & AAAAAAHHHHHHH. MY HEART.
And then in the hospital afterward? Sammy flinching & crying when he hears his partner's wife start screaming? And then the way they hold each other & sob? SHOW! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME. He has a baby & a teenager & he had just told that witness he was still trying to make up things to his daughter! *wrings hands*
So good. Damn. WAY TO BE, Southland.
Also, how much do I love Lydia? How much? THIS MUCH, THAT'S HOW MUCH. The alpha female friction between her & her fellow female partner? DELICIOUS. I kinda ship it. Of course I also ship her with her ex-partner, who's male. Not a problem. Many hours in the day. She can split up her time accordingly. Ha.
Oooh, and? BEN. Who's amazing? YOU ARE.
That episode! And the one before it! Seriously. So much love.
I just want to use, like, a thousand exclamation points over it. All of you need to start watching this show, I'm fucking serious.
Bones
Look who decided to suddenly get good again? Yes, yes, I know. You got good in December too, what with "The Doctor in the Photo." But OF COURSE that episode was good; it was all about Brennan! (heh, I'm so biased) But last week you were right back to Mediocreville & it made me very sadface. This week, however? You rocked my socks off. I APPROVE.
First off? Gravedigger: way to be a creepy ass creeper. Right 'til the end, homes. 'preciate cha.
Booth & Brennan: reunited and it feeeeeels so gooooooood![/sings] They were together SO MUCH in this episode! Solving things! Looking at things! Walking towards things! (hee) That was yay.
Max! Or, actually, my reaction was more like this: MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAX! I wuv you, Max. He gave her receipts! So she'd believe him! And a plastic shell! Because he'd told her he was in Maui! Hahahahaha. And he told her she was prettier & smarter than Hannah (ya damn right). I FUCKING ADORE YOU, MAX.
She *so* needed that.
Her faaaaaaace at the end, y'all. *squish*
And Hodgins? Being right? HA. I love you, Angela, but sometimes? You're wrong. Not because being sensitive about murder can't be right (they're both right), but because constantly telling other people their emotional reactions to things are wrong is ACTUALLY WHAT'S WRONG. Cut it out. Not everyone has to be like you. Squints can be squinty & do squinty things without judgmental & snarky commentary from the peanut gallery 24/7.
Sweets: Awww. Can we all just gather 'round & give the boy a hug? It's so clear he needs a therapist of his own every now & then. I thought it was really nice that Caroline gave him a talking to. Perhaps now that Booth got a glimpse of his self esteem faltering, he won't keep messing with his treadmill, so to speak. At least for a while.
And speaking of Booth, COGNITIVE DISSONANCE, BABY. Yes. I gave a little ~woot-woot~ when that was mentioned. It was one of my favorite things to study in Social Psychology, and I've seen it in Booth since the beginning, *especially* this season. I'm really excited that it looks like this plot arc might be touching on it. Incredibly excited, actually. You've got the moral ambiguity stuff of being a sniper, the social issues surrounding what's murder & what's not, issues of conscience & remorse, trauma, suppressed rage, control, detachment, how similar he & Brennan really are, and then you've also got the ability to hold two conflicting opinions/feelings at one time in other areas of your life--when it comes to relationships, your future, love, your past, yourself, all sorts of things, THERE IS SO MUCH POTENTIAL.
I just really want to see them dig deep with all this.
Above all else though, can we please talk about that final scene? Booth not wanting to "let anyone down"? Because you know he already feels like he has. Oh, Booth. Don't you make my heart start hurting right now.
Then he sits there all straight in his seat, like ~pencils ready!~ (so eager looking, all waiting for recess. "Can I come?"), staring after her through the window, and you can just *see* his heart grabbing at her through the glass. It's almost painful, but in a wonderful way. She's smiling & carefree, for just that moment, listening to the "ocean", proving "Joy" wasn't the wrong name for her after all, and you know he wants nothing more on Earth than to follow her. Like, he must be aching for it. Not only to experience it with her, ask her what her father said, tease her about the shell, go grab a drink, kiss her, whatever--but also to make sure she's okay. Her dad is leaving again. It'll just be her on that corner, standing alone with the ocean. And he can't be there to talk to her about "more than one type of family" or anything else, because he made his bed & thinks he has to lie in it.
OH, BOOTH.
I have so much more to say about it, but I shall save that for my fic.
In regards to the preview for next week though? GET OUT OF MY BRAIN, HART HANSON. I'm not gonna spoil anyone on my fic, but I will say that there is some stuff in there that next week's episode looks like it'll touch on. Now I really feel like I need to complete it, asap. Heh. Damn you, HH. Every freaking time!
Also? HOLA, EYE-SEX. Feel free to stick around for a while. And by "a while", I mean forever.
I suppose I don't really need a Vid of the Day this time, what with all the other vids, but hey. Why not? For all my Bones peeps, here's one by fairykiss27.
