Last night was really a mover and a shaker around the house. Maddy made dinner. This spicey-as-hell Penne Pasta for Marty, Carl, Chubby, Jake, James Spader and I. And it turned into Maddy turning on her projector when I put on some jams to clean up to. Kuruki! Then she took this glasswear and dripped different color dye into it. It was the coolest! Chubby looked dazed in the shitty chair. It made everything look psychedelic and spectacular. Some Madonna too and I think I want to use this projector idea in a music video for either one of my songs or a band song. Great moving shadows. Maybe 3 doing synchronized dances. We played taboo for a bit. Carl and Marty won and we were all pissed off at the game by the end. Maddy played us a song she feels guilty for liking by this "Lana Del Rey" chick and we danced some more. Bobby Brown, New Kids on The Block, Spice Girls, Guru girl queen Bat For Lashes, Gary Glitter, Enigma. With the projector light exploding behind him, John Hurley looked like a perfect 1980s heart throb spurned or pining away. I took the video to Bobby Brown's 'Rock Witcha' Ended the night with "name that soundtrack" I think Marty and Chubby were too tired to object.
Sheetz in Parma. No food purchase for moi. but I do enjoy a trip. Jake's avegetarian eats a wheat bun with some weird shit on it. A guy that looks like Nick Nulte eats 2 personalized pizzas alone. This Sheetz has a seating area. On our way in a guy is plowing through this powdered donut, just destroying the thing. As we walked by he looked as if we caught him in the act doing something dirty. He left behind a poswered war zone in his wake. A clerk yells something about a "Maddy" or at a "Maddy" and Marty counters "Bitch, get my name outcha' mouth!" We laugh, but the guy in the Eddie Bauer sweater almost loses his slurpie wakling out the door. "This guy's my new best friend" very enjoyable to make other people laugh by surprise. When he comes back in he's being rambunctious as the clerks are burning a bagel and the place is filling up with smoke. I think he's trying to impress Marty, make friends, like a cat in heat. On our way here as wherever you drive through Parma with Maddy we got the ... well, Maddy tour. St. Dimitri's and the different rooms she shat herself in. Her ex-step mom's house with a haunted basement. Now we're sitting in the ... seating area taking photos of my impression of Claire Federman in that I thought were actually impressions of Maddy's mirror face. Then Marty has a selection of celebrities he can clip in the photo. He chooses Tupac in Claire's picture. In the car, Maddy sat next to the Queen of England and Michael Jackson. Maddy, "Can I drive home?"
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