One good thing that happened yesterday: We went to dinner at Jupiter — always a slightly weird overlap between my past life and my present life, but the beer is good. I have to say, though, I don’t understand how they can serve a pizza topped with bacon and still the pizza tastes like nothing at all. Even I can’t manage that, although it might be better if I did — the last time I served a pizza I thought it would be a good idea to top it with my leftover fresh marjoram, and I don’t know if you’ve ever tasted something that is bad? But if so, you’ve probably got a pretty good idea of how that went. (However, the pizza did get eaten and no one made faces, so probably it was mostly me hating it.)
But anyhow, the good part was sitting in the sun (after a long day of sitting in the sun; I am sort of a burnt umber color now) with people I like tremendously and getting to eat off other peoples’ pizzas.
After this we went to see Super, starring Dwight from The Office, along with the Juno girl and Kevin Bacon (“jump back!”) and some other people. It was surprisingly good, in that it was surprising at all, which you don’t really expect from a superhero movie or a comedy.
One bad thing that happened was that there were some gory bits I had to look away for, but they were mostly gory on my scale of gory, which is a wussy scale. On the other hand, there were also some bunnies. So this bad thing led to a good thing, which is that I’ve decided to embark on a project whereby I do fan edits of all the movies I like, and anytime there is something too violent for me to enjoy, I will replace it with a bunny. Sort of like the Church replacing the private bits of statues with fig leaves, except — and this is important! — bunnies. I believe the world will thank me.