March 09, 2006
Rocks, No Salt
I love Casa Vega and yesterday we were able to get there during Happy Hour (2:30 - 5:30) and before the surge of hungry and thirsty hombres start lining up around the building. We were sat at a booth that we often sit at, and immediately noticed that we were going to have to endure being in the direct line of sight of a nasty macho man and his ho, slurping upon their drinks but mostly each other.
Tried to instead eavesdrop on a mature pair of ladies caddy-corner to us. I thought them a hoot at first, talking about Nicole Ritchie's extreme skinniness and her's and Paris's falling out. But then they started talking about "CRASH" and its winning song, "It's Hard Out Here For A Pimp". Well, then I just got frustrated because obviously they had their movies mixed up and their facts wrong. Then they discussed the article in the Times from Steve Lopez who whined about Crash's "message" that there is racism in Los Angeles and clearly from his own experiment that there isn't and it was clear that these women were just mimicking someone who sounded like he knew what he was talking about instead of thinking to themselves, is Steve Lopez right, or maybe Crash is just an exaggeration, or maybe, Steve, it's just a MOVIE! I can just imagine that if MAGNOLIA had won any awards if it had been released in a weak year for movies, that Steve Lopez would have gone to the valley and hung out all night at an intersection and reported, there are no frogs falling from the sky onto our Los Angeles streets! What were these filmmakers thinking!
I know opinions are like a-holes, but I wish these women would have had a couple of their own. (opinions, that is) Wish they wouldn't have sounded like they were twenty instead of sixty. Wish Paris would go away. Wish American Idol would go away. Wish the slurpy couple would dine in instead of out. Wish Casa Vega's margaritas weren't so damn good. Those are just my opinions though.
Posted by nora murphy at March 9, 2006 06:19 PM | TrackBack|