Headed over to Bricktop last night, Lincoln's most Euro dance club, for their 2 year anniversary celebration with Mark. Saw some of the coolest breakdancing ever man, these breakers were going wild dancing on their heads with feet spinning like mad propellers above them.
Then afterwards to Dan's. I invited my Czech friend Jana over and realized an hour later that all of Selleck was present; was afraid to leave, as with all residents sleeping I was the closest thing to a resident, since I go over there a lot. A slick-haired Italian who "spoke five languages, owned his own company, and was a student too" showed up and for the benefit of his lady friends commenced to yakkety-yak into his cellphone in Italian. Occasionally a word like "Cornhusker" would cut through the static. He looked and acted so much like Jesus from the Big Lebowski that we all started calling him that.
Tried unsuccessfully to get people to play Twister with me but their mindset was the tiresome I want to get drunk & do nothing one. This poser who gets on my nerves more every time I see him at Dan's tried to get me into an "intellectual conversation" in which he claimed some TV show or another was actually worth watching because, in order to get the jokes, you had to be intelligent. Apparently knowing some trivial piece of high school world history qualifies you as intelligent...you know that old mistake of believing knowledge = intelligence which is generally exhibited by those who have a shred of the former and none of the latter. My database is bigger than yours, so whoopdeedoo? Whatever. I'm getting really tired of these extremely insecure types with small penises.
Posted by Alan at March 8, 2004 02:56 AM