Hair day and snakes

The archaeologist and I often communicate through gmail chat. However, one of the primary drawbacks of internet communication is the lack of voice cues.

Yesterday, after he was telling me he'd just gotten a hair cut.

Brian: yeah

I hope you like it

me: um...

did you do something other than getting it trimmed?

Brian: what?

I got a mohawk

me: hahahaha

:-p

Brian: I'll make sure it's spiked when I come over tonight although I didn't dye it b/c I don't know what color you like

me: i can't tell if you're serious or not

... really

Brian: yeah

bet you can't wait to see it

Indeed. This conversation is funny because if you know the archaeologist, you could probably picture him with a mohawk (he can totally pull off the sexy punk-rocker black-boots-leather-jacket wallet-on-a-chain-look). Actually, it might just be funny to me... in that case, sorry. But the point is, internet chat makes it sometimes difficult to detect if people are serious or just fucking with you. Luckily, he was just messing with me. I have nothing against mohawks, but I just don't think it would look as good on the archaeologist as his current haircut.

Anyway. Enough about hair.

Went to see SNAKES ON A MUTHAFUCKING PLANE yesterday for the 10 pm show and had a fantastic time! I would recommend this movie for anyone with a sense of humor. However, I think that there were multiple factors contributing to the experience last night.

1. The movie is hilarious in a bad-B-movie sense, but also in its own right as a kick-ass ridiculous action movie. I was envisioning something along the lines of Airplane! but it was more like... I don't even know.
2. We had pre-gamed for about an hour and packed beverages.
3. The atmosphere was rowdy- the theatre was packed with college kids who had all apparently seen the movie before and knew all of the good Samuel Jackson quotes, and everybody was just having a great time yelling at the screen.

She can fly like a lie, she can't be outdone