Whee! A highly amusing evening. We, that is Luke, T-Barr, and Megan, went to Matt's for swimming and a movie-fest. I arrived at 5:15, but it took us over an hour to actually get into the pool. ("But... aren't there bears outside?" --Luke) Once in, about 75% of the time was spent with T-Barr squirting Luke with hose on the pool cleaner machine thing. I used my digital camera (*gasp* I haven't gushed about him here yet! My graduation present, I got him two days ago. My ikkle baby!) to record moments of "boy touching" and other bits of general t00bery.

We started to get humgry, so we waffled a bit on food, and eventually decided to go to California Pizza Kitchen. While we were there, however, it started to storm. Because CPK is on a corner, and two walls are entirely glass, we got slightly nervous when winds became so fierce that branches were ripped off trees. We laughed at the poor sods whose cars were most likely damaged by a massive branch as big as the cars themselves. ("Um... now would be a good time to repent, guys." --Luke) I remember Alicey telling me something about a hurricane where she lives, so I deduced that we're probably getting some of that. After more massive falling branches, a loss of power, and quite a bit of hail, we decided to split.

(in the car)
Luke: Is anyone religious?
::silence::

(later)
Matt: Hey, I prayed! I said the Lord's Prayer!
Me: I thought of the scene in X-Men when Nightcrawler prays!
Luke: I don't think it works for you to think of a fictional character praying... unless that fictional character is Jesus. And I don't think Nightcrawler is Jesus.
Matt: That would be cool, though. If he was Jesus.
Me: It would.
Matt: I wonder if Jesus had large nostrils?
All: *laughter*
Matt: Marcelina would take up Christianity just to stare at his nostrils.
Luke: Wouldn't that be a sin? Like, thou shalt not covet the Lord's nostrils?

Upon arriving back at Matt's house, we first checked to make sure our cars had no hail damage, then watched "Nightmare Before Christmas," one of the movies I brought. My train of thought: "Pirates of the Carribean" = nifty --> Johnny Depp = huzzah --> Johnny Depp = "Edward Scissorhands" (rented!) --> Tim Burton is my God. --> "Nightmare Before Christmas" (rented!). Yay logic. I also brought "Spaceballs" and LotR, because they are the only decent movies I own.

Megan and I discussed the merits of various men in LotR.

Megan: I don't get what everyone sees in Orlando Bloom. He's not that hot.
Me: Yes! And why choose him when you could have Billy Boyd, with a Scottish accent?
Megan: My friends and I decided that the thing about guys in LotR is that we couldn't date Orlando Bloom because his hair is prettier than ours.

After "Nightmare," we watched a highly on-crack anime called "Dragon Half." Then, to reassure our brains that good anime still exists, we watched the "Animatrix," which kicked several diverse types of butt on many different levels. It was very reassuring to see the nifty CG in "Flight of the Osiris" after a week of in-progress (and therefore low render quality) G.I. Joe at Reel FX. Of course, the on-crack quotient soared as time went on, but oh well. All was merry and good. Tra-la! I went home, read a few pages of The Well of Lost Plots and went to sleep. And here we are.