[i'm rick james bitch!]

picked up nikki and hit the theater. cellular it was. saw the preview for nikki k's new flick, birth. twisted but very interesting looking. once chris evans hit the screen shirtless, all i could focus on was him. and his abs. wait, is there dialogue going on? and with that my summer "must see" list was complete: before sunset, the village, garden state and cellular. the movie rocked. my only complaint was that chris found his shirt far too early in the movie. when he landed in the water i was falsely led to believe that there soon would be some more shirtless, wet, action. sadly there was not.

after the flick we went on the search for some food. with both skipped lunch and were pretty much dying by 11pm. the two places we hit up were only serving drinks, no food for us. so we opted for the ghetto IHOP. our waitress was deaf, had no idea what we were saying, and pretty much avoided us. yeah, good call. oh, and the rain. it was like monsooning here and every place we ran into and out of found us all the more soaked.

after "dinner" we headed for the bar. as we turned the corner we heard a rattling sound coming from the back of my car. it came and went as we drove and stopped. very odd. neither one of us had a clue what was going on. as we headed up the hill we heard this loud creaking sound. and with that i knew what was going on. my spare tire hinge thing was slowly swinging out. i pulled into the first place i could find and slammed it shut as we both laughed at the event that only could and only does happen to us. of course the rain that had stopped, started up again as we walked into the bar. kind of a sketchy crowd, but the beer was cheap. and i wasn't even about to ask whey there was a huge german shepherd sitting in the middle of the room. the music sucked. i asked the bartender if the juke box worked. she said as soon as we put money in the song would start. that's all we needed to hear. i hit the restroom and looked at the wall as i was peeing. i found it hard not to laugh as my favorite new phrase, "i'm rick james bitch!" was staring back at me. too freaky. nikki went to the restroom and came back with a present for me. a flavored condom. she told me to put it to good use. and that when i was using it to call her and let her know. i informed her that would be too creepy for either one of us to handle. she agreed as she washed down her birth control pill with her beer. yeah, that pretty much summed up the oddity that was our evening. good times. i love that girl.