adventures of a psychopathic magnet

Casa Bonita and Dodgeball

This past friday was my birthday. The friday before was Kiyomi's birthday. So the past two weekends have been more than our usual St. Mark's shenanigans.
Last week I picked her up in Greeley and we did another of our tours of denver. We tried once again to go to the top of the capital dome, and once again were unsuccessful. We hit one of those really crappy tourist shops and caused trouble in Barnes & Noble and the deserted Union Station. Saturday was St. Marks, we can't go a weekend without it. Sunday Drag Brunch at Bimp & Grind that came complete with an X rated show involving two Barbie dolls an mexican wrestler doll and special affects provided by a glass of milk.
This weekend it was fun at Casa Bonita, the tackiest restaurant in town, where we took loads of photos on those little rides you put a quarter in for little kids. They warned that weight on them should not exceed 70lbs. So naturally we had to challenge that by pilling three of us on to the Casa Bonita bus.

Soon after Kiyomi and I headed for St. Mark's and Rachel and Alex headed home (the usual weekend senario). But St. Mark's was different this time. Why? Because Kiyomi and I had bought children's grab bags at Casa Bonita. Let me just say, the boy's grab bags are way better than the girls. Kiyomi's was full of things like plastic make up and a creepy clown. Mine had a jumior tech kit that allowed you to build a car, a whole underwater Frogman figurine set and chocolate racecars. Both bags came with crappy postcards of colorado and a nice braclet, hers said "Brother" mine "Arizona" what? For the most part, people tried to ignore us. We started planning next years festivities, Casa Bonita again only with a pitcher of margaritas or Pina Coladas by the liter. Then we will move the 4ft. from St. Mark's to The Thin Man. Oh it'll be sweet.
Saturday I worked. it was lame. Then came home and put on my fabulous new dress before everyone came over for dinner. I must say Rachel, Kiyomi and I, we brought some class to this little shindig. After dinner and cake and all that fun stuff Kiyomi and I headed over to John's house. Where we watched Extreme Dodgeball! Let me tell you, it is exactly like the movie. So damn funny. The announcers say things like "He is the Elvis Costello of Dodgeball!" and "round 2 here comes the Big Ball. Hard to throw, hard to catch, easy to love." And there is a team named Bling, their captian has been growing his afro for 5 years. And the captian of the one team was Art Spigel, we really hope that it is the same Art Spigel that wrote the books Maus I & II. That would just make my day. Unfortunatly Dodgeball is not shown on ESPN 8 (the ocho) but some other crazy channel and as far as we could tell, did not feature cage dancers like in the movie, damn.
Anyway, thank you all for the great birthday. Now I have to go study for my biological anthropology test.
Also check out the photos from my camera by clicking on the title. I recommend the slideshow feature.

posted by lulu @ 4:34 PM