Tuesday, February 19, 2008

"One, plus two, plus one, plus one..."

Corned beef and cabbage. I swear, only the Irish could pull off BOILING an entire meal in one pot, and lead people into believing it was a culinary treasure. Honestly...it's boiled. What is this? Oliver Twist? Can't our people come up with a signature dish a that's a little edgier? When I sit down to this meal, I feel like I'm noshing with Charlie Bucket and his family before he finds the golden ticket. It's just not a classy meal...but it's not supposed to be, I guess. And yet I scarf it down once a year...it wouldn't be St. Paddy's Day without it. There's something nostalgic about this meal...on that one day of the year, it's as natural as turkey on Thanksgiving. So, on St. Patrick's Day, you can usually find me drinking green beer in a bar after I've stuffed my face with a mean helping of corned beef and cabbage.

But not this year. No sir. On March 17, I will be heading down to the Arclight movie theatre in Hollywood for a screening of the movie Clue with my "movie night" friends. For those of you not familiar with the movie night tradition, a bunch of us crazies get together at one of our homes for a film of someone's choosing (we take turns in picking the movies we watch), and we usually choose a true cinematic masterwork. Past movies nights have included Clue, Troop Beverly Hills, Goonies, Reality Bites, The Jerk, Neverending Story, Transylvania 6-5000, The Pirate Movie, and Big Business, among several others. One of the unique things about our movie night group is that we dress up like characters from whatever movie we're watching that night, and if I do say so myself, we outdid ourselves on our Clue night. Below are a couple pictures from that evening, and we may just get decked out again for the Arclight. This is a big deal...I remember when I first watched this movie when I was in 4th grade. I was at my friend Trina Theel's house, and I absolutely adored it. I was sucked in. And the fact that I'll actually get to see it on the big screen is enough to make me betray my Irish heritage on that one sacred night of the year and spend my time in a movie theatre instead of a bar. For shame.

But you're batshit crazy if you think I won't be smuggling in blue food coloring to make my yellow beer turn green while I watch the movie. That's right...you can drink at these special screenings at the Arclight. Life is good.

Enjoy the pictures....


Me as Mrs. Peacock, Ro as Mrs. White. Perhaps we should name her Mrs. Brown instead....

Me as Mrs. Peacock. Note the feathers in my hair, and the fake cigarette...not to mention the totally bitchin' glasses. How could I not bust out this outfit again?! I just hope PETA doesn't dump red paint on me for wearing fur in public.

1 comment:

sabachula said...

Yes, I did it. I killed Yvette. I hated her SO muuch...

Dude, it's not in hollywood, it's in Sherman Oaks, which is equidistant for me, but alas, not for you. I'm still debating as to whether or not I should show up for work AS Mrs. White (I dress up as Ms. Brown everyday, anyway) on that day. And also, I shan't be wearing green. I am look forward to getting pinched.