|Sunset @ South Beach.
||[Apr. 5th, 2004|01:17 am]
|[||In the Moment
|||||The Talking Heads - Stay Up Late||]|
I ventured out today to my friend Brad's place in Venice.
Brad, Eric, and I went to South Beach to chill out around a bonfire.
It's been a while since I've really spent time on a beach . . . probably 4 years ago was the last time I went to the beach to go to the beach.
Tonight's fun consisted of chilling out with Brad and Eric's buddies, keeping warm by the fire, drinkin' a lil' beer, havin' a burger from the big bunch of In N Out burgers that someone bought for the group, and talk of films, most notably the big kick of Japanese films I just banzai-ed through this week.
Then, I had to piss. I asked Brad if he knew where the bathroom was, and he pointed to the direction of the ocean. I thought I misunderstood him, so I asked again . . . the phenomenon of pissing in the ocean. No other bathrooms.
So, being a finicky lil' bitchy-man who's afraid of people catching him holding his weenie in public, I did a sprint down the beach, away from the bonfires. There was a little pier-like area where I could pee-pee in peace.
I picked a spot just near the area where the sand was smooth from waves. I tinkled, and I was almost done when . . .
A large wave rolled on shore, larger than the others . . . as the last drops came out, the wave rolled right past me, soaking my shoes and socks and up to my ankles.
I was caught . . . with my pants down.
We chilled out for a while around the fire, and then Brad, Eric, and I drove back to Venice. We went to a geloti? stand where the kid jerkin' the counter was from Adrian, MI. He saw my Pistons hat and totally dug it, considering all he probably sees is Lakers purple and gold.
Brad found a copy of Battle Royale for me after we returned.
Eric's movie, Sacrifice, is finished with the shoot. You can see the trailer for his film here:
http://www.sacrificemovie.com/ (Eric's Movie Trailer)
There's another movie by the same name, but the one that's Eric's is the one with the cool battle-woman with the sword on it.
And, as I drove home, I realized I'd lost my phone.
If it's not in Brad's car, then my shitty Kyocera can bite me.