Spidey

[dancerjodi]

We went to finally catch Spiderman 3 instead of Xmortis. We both wanted to dress up and wanted to go out, but we wanted to go to Manray. Not TT's. Not a diveyish bar where you go to see crunchy local bands. I mean, TTs is a good place to see Waltham play or to see some HC band play, but I've never been crazy about it as a goth venue (despite the coolness of the old Sunday event that used to be there). Being that we're non-drinkers, and not a lot of our friends were going to be there, and that there is a tiny dance floor well, there isn't too much that's appealing. I hate to say this, because it bums me out. The scene is doing the best it can, but its just not what I want, and I'm not going to go out of some sense of obligation. I kind of struggle with my feelings on this over and over again. I miss going out, but there's nowhere I want to go to.

So we saw Spiderman. I was expecting the worst so I actually did enjoy it. Bruce Campbell was excellent, and I agree with what others have said with them trying to cram too many stories into the movie. Kirsten Dunst's teeth just freak me out every time I see them - they kind of remind me of old Tom Cruise teeth ala Legend.

Exiting the theater, we saw a 17 year old dressed as a hooker. Now, I'm not trying to judge (because if you saw me in all my metal chick glory in the late 80's/very early 90's I looked like one too - just a different flavor). It must be fashionable now, because this is the 3rd 16-17 year old we've seen with super super super short skirt (or shorts), tiny tank top or tube top, and HUGE fuck me stripper shoes. The first few were in a Target store of all places, and had jackets over their outfits that were just long enough to make them look like they were naked under there. Where do suburban kids in the metrowest area even get these things? Bakers perhaps? That was the thing that always eluded me as a early teen wanting to be cool - the shoes. The selections for metal chick boots weren't all that plentiful at The Arsenal Mall (and my Star Market Grocery Bagging job budget was kind of prohibitive of it). My, how things have changed! :)

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[roaming.livejournal.com]

Coincidetally, we ended up at Spiderman3 last night too, up in Burlington. I'd spent the afternoon window shopping/mall hiking with my ex-co-worker from MIT (to get all the new gossip, like my ex-boss is retiring early this summer/good for her, and who's having an affair with whom). Thor came up to meet us after work, we went to Spidey and then to Macaroni Grill -- we have three cosmos and two delicious, very filling/couldn't finish 'em pasta dishes for $50, can't beat that, we heartily recommend the place. Plus you get a big white paper tablecloth and colored crayons: we spent waiting for dinner time designing the two trees supports for our central fireplace in The New Place(tm).

At the mall, ALL the teenagers are dressed like Pamela Anderson/Britney/Paris. The female ones. The guys all look like their pants have fallen to their ankles. (If the baggy clothing truly is, as rumor has it, to hide things you've stolen and/or guns/knives, then I'm heartened by the baggy pants thang, because no way could anyone actualy RUN from the cops in those things without tripping and falling flat on their face.) I can only pray that they grow out of it like my generaton grew out of bellbottoms and tie dye. Unfortunately, my generation is also the one that's currently raping the country with White Collar Crime. Peace out, man! :-