I babysat tonight, and totally made out like a bandit! OK, maybe not "bandit," because I was doing a favor for a friend and not getting paid, but she totally overestimated how much my car home would cost, so I did end up with some cash left over.
I watched SNL, and the Hugh Laurie and Beck parts were good, and the rest was... better than the "comedy" on Studio 60. Maybe that is NBC's secret plan.
Yay for extra money!
Did the kid sleep the whole time?
I put him to bed, but it was easy.
I so want the Monkey Pants pyjamas. They would be so fun! I have some Life is Good pjs with happy dogs on them, but Monkey Pants flannel pjs would be even better.
I saw "Passing Strange" with Sparky and her DH tonight and it was all about music and art and identity, with some marvelous mockery of pretention while at the same time being about how important art and music is. It's also just a kickass rock-and-roll show, with a fantastic cast and band. I suspect the message was a little muddled, but the cast and the band and the sets were fabulous. Great stuff, and from here they're going on to the Public Stage in NYC.
Hugh Laurie yay! SNL not as yay. So the rest of this is going to have to be dvr'd and skipped through tomorrow.
hugh really is sorta dreamy
That was a good party.
I am drunk, and then some. Jello shots were my undoing. Moreso than the four or so shots of tequila, because those are mentally monitored.
Found out that the minor's parents didn't mind me having her on a leash (I think the mother might have fist-pumped). Which was a relief...but weird. Still, I kept her on a leash the whole time she was there, including her call home to get an extension on curfew. Which was also weird. But she karaoked "I'm not a girl, yet not a woman" with me yanking her chain (literally) and looking at her inappropriately.
She makes most pictures of me be in a strange legal place.
Fun was had.
I need to teach at 10:30, and I know I've wasted the fallback hour entirely. Off to pretend I can get a full night's rest.
Oh, costume went over pretty well. I was surprised by how many people got Tina Turner without getting the fact it was tied to a movie not titled
What's Love Got To Do With It?
Hmm. Typed that initially as
What's Glove Got To Do With It?
which I suppose is an unsafe-sex porno.