If laughter is any sort of medicine, I should rightly be spending this week in rehab.
On Friday evening, Rachel, Enormous G and I saw Be Cool. I was fresh from the doctor’s office, the painkillers and muscle relaxers no longer at all making an impact on my system and I was in need of some distraction. And boy howdy, did I get it. Be Cool wasn’t a brilliant film, by any stretch of the imagination. Uma? Luminous but otherwise unimpressive. John Travolta? Eh. Just eh. But the supporting cast? Hi-fucking-larious. The Rock – whom I have loved with an unhealthy sort of passion since college when, from time to time, I’d come home to voicemail asking if I could “smell what the Rock is cookin” – had me in fits of giggles over his role as the gay bodyguard. He’s fantastic. And the eyebrow. Oh, the eyebrow. Andre Benjamin and Vince Vaughn had their moments, too. I was still laughing as I walked home, eager to get in touch with some Vicodin and my pillow.
Saturday was Miss Goes Down’s birthday extravaganza. We started it off with a trip to our favorite nail joint where, as usual, we snarked up the place. After dinner, we cabbed it to the birthday bar of choice where we met with the rest of the chuckleheads. Some highlights include snapping Ken to himself (dude brought it on himself with that Urban Outfitter shirt, I swear), dancing to Michael Jackson’s ode to pedophilia and witnessing Esther give Ari the “O” face.
I haven’t laughed so hard in…well, I can’t remember how long. And I honestly can’t remember what gave me so much to guffaw about. But when we left the place, I was hoarse. Also, when we left the place, I was pretty well intoxicated. We grabbed a couple slices of pizza (like Ari said, the grease had a lot of work to do) and I hit the hay sometime around 4AM. A rather unfunny moment came when I had to set my alarm. Even less funny when I had to wake up to it, fuzzy headed and reeling with post-drink nausea.
But over coffee, Ben resurrected the mirth when he delivered a line that will surely stay with me for a very long time. While, “I’m the guy who zapped the dot!” will mean nothing to you, I was still giggling as I brushed my teeth this morning. The guy who zapped the dot. Indeed.
I know there’s nothing shabbier blog-wise than a weekend recap. So, what I really want to say is, I’m a lucky girl. If ever there was a cure for what ails me, it’s time spent with friends and a really good belly laugh over nothing in particular. It’s like mainlining joy.
(Photo courtesy of Chris London)
Wow, first comment!!! Glad to see you are smiling!
Dude, that was a BANANA REPUBLIC shirt, I’ll have you know. … I’ve gone and embarrassed myself again, haven’t I?
Wow, second comment! Glad to have been a part of the evening. Who knew I was so good with my hands? (Boy, let people wonder what that’s all about…)
As for Be Cool, loved Vince, and the Rock’s choice of “monologue” was hilarious. And thanks to C, I saw the film before they showed that clip six ways to Sunday on every TV show.
The line of the night, IMHO, has to be:
“I just want to snap him to other people.” Genius. And we should, by the way.
And is that my drink in your cleavage?
Mainlining joy. Nicely put. Yes friends are very important to ones health and life satisfaction. Glad you had a good weekend fish.
not shabby a’tall.
glad you had a good weekend fish
nothing like a wknd with friends to bring up the spirits. Glad to hear you sounding better.
A good laugh can cure so much. You look quite beautiful in the picture.
There is nothing, NOTHING better than laughing so hard with friends that you actually hurt the next day. So glad to see you’re feeling better.
The Rock’s eyebrow is like an uncontrollable force of nature.
So happy things are looking snappier for you!
love the pic. you look really pretty, and most importantly — really happy.
glad you had a fun weekend!
I totally miss the days of going bar hopping in manhattan. Then going for a slice or settling down diner style with french fries to sponge the alcohol! I am glad you’re happy now you made me homesick!
You had painkillers and you didn’t share???
Glad to see that you’re feeling better, and speaking of feeling better, when I found my shirt in my mailbox today, I was feeling mucho better
Keep on laughing.
wait? that photo of you isn’t the ‘O’ face? because that’s the look i always produce…
i know i’m doing something wrong.
anyway, ditto panajane.
I’m jealous of you guys. Sounded like sooo much fun.
Fish, you’re starting to get a little common.
Thank you.
How beautiful to have it and how beautiful to acknowledge that you have it. Well written.
Last night I played darts for the first time since I was 18! The first time!
I was at a bar with my friends. It seems that the past few weeks have been nothing but a whirlwind of social activity. Is there something in the air? I actually had to ask the bartender to make me a “half” as in small, weeny, girlie sized, drink yesterday as my first almost killed me.
I just had to say…
SNAPS!!