I got my swim trunks, and my flippy floppies.

Echoing Forth’s sentiments, we are extremely pressed for time nowadays, and blogging is rare. Of course I know more of you like Cup of Angst anyway, so I don’t feel too bad about that. However, we DID have time to jet out to Los Angeles for my cousin’s wedding, which was pretty awesome. First of all…..WE SAW DOLPHINS. And it was amazing…well, sort of…from what we could see. Forth and I knew all about what they were doing thanks to this lovely documentary:

Naturally while we were in California, I was hoping to run into John Mayer, but unfortunately had no such luck. According to Twitter though, he was in Santa Monica during the last day we were in Cali. Speaking of celebrities that Twitter…..and I’ve Twit-stalked the likes of Nicole Richie, Taylor Swift, Joel Madden, Ashlee Simpson, Pete Wentz, Jessica Simpson, the new Disney Channel sluts, and etc….and I have to say, they seem more normal when you keep up with the inane drivel of their everyday lives. Sure you’ve got them jetting off to Paris and St. Lucia and meeting Mark Hoppus for lunch at the Ivy on Tuesday afternoon, but once you put that behind you….they’re just overprivileged, untalented kids like us.

Another novelty Forth and I stumbled upon while cruising the area outside our hotel was:

Yes. In-N-Out Burger: the White Castle of the West. I like to jump right into these regional gemstones when I come upon them, so Forth and I made sure we stopped in for lunch on Saturday afternoon. First of all, there was a freaking line out the door. Have you ever seen that happen at your local Mickey D’s? I didn’t think so. Second of all, the drive thru line looked to be about a 15 minute wait. It was so bad, there was even an In-N-Out bitch employee outside taking orders at people’s cars. Intense, eh? Certainly makes the name of the joint sound like bullshit–I’ve never waited so long for a burger. Anyways, once inside, we saw the goodness people had been talking about. First of all, the menu is based on the adage, “Keep it simple, stupid.” What can you order, you ask? A burger, a cheeseburger, or a “Double Double.” Of course there is also soda, fries, and a small shake selection, but that’s IT. No confusing clubs or grilled chicken or any of that useless crap. Nah, just gimme a damn burger. The interior is all retro palm tree and of course the workers (little effers who make about $2 more than I do at my miserable coffee job!…my relatives kept reminding me about the cost of living. WI vs. CA? Bitch, please.) have to wear ridiculous hats and ’50’s style outfits, but that’s the choice they make. It would appear the only nod to modernity they’ve adopted is the soda machine and notion of “combo meals.” Anyways, another shocker that Forth pointed out was the break in the Latino workforce inside the confines of In-N-Out. Everywhere you go in Los Angeles, there are Mexicans doing the jobs nobody else wants to. Mowing the lawn, pumping gas, waiting tables–but nope…not at In-N-Out. Perhaps it’s the CEO’s fondness for the “Leave It to Beaver” lifestyle, but all the kids working the grill were Aryan-looking Abercrombie models in-training. Tan lines and all.

As for the food….In-N-Out did not disappoint (that’s what she said?). The burger (we both ordered Double Double meals) was absolutely delicious. Forth nearly kept the wrapper in came in, which proclaimed that the beef was never frozen, they’d been using non-trans fat oil for years, etc. However, the fries left something to be desired. If one could pair an In-N-Out burger with Mickey D’s fries, it would be like fastfoodgasm in a bag. Oh, if only.

But of course the experience ended and we came home to 40-degree fog and drizzle and my insides turned black and died for awhile, but we got over it. Anyways, we apologize again for the lack of bloggage, but today was my last day of undergrad classes EVER, and next week the security blanket of being able to call myself a student will be yanked from beneath my tepid form, so needless to say…..I’m gonna have some time on my hands.

**Back.

P.S–Here is a bonus photo of Forth’s junk, detailing the damage done after he got raped by the Pacific. The sea was angry that day, my friends…and apparently wanted a piece of the family jewels.

Shhh…. That is the sound of silence.

So TWITTER.  In the Midwest and especially Milwaukee it seems like there isn’t a Twitter crowd.  I’ve found a few but it isn’t like this is San Fran.  Over the past couple of weeks I’ve twittered a bunch.  I’ve mentioned it to a few people here just to see if it gets traction.  I don’t think it is.  For me it probably took because I could watch the tech-stars out in San Francisco but it is also a bit addicting once you do it.  But hey, I’m just trying to push the Forth and Back name.  Don’t kid yourself, I have to feed Back’s ego for another year until she marries me and can’t leave without a lawyer and paperwork. Back hates paperwork.

Speaking of Twitter, I saw several tweets from this past week about how great Lost was.  Now, maybe it didn’t live up for me because I heard it was great but it just wasn’t that wicked.  I mean yeah, Sayid, but he was in it sparingly.  Yes, Ben looks great taking names and kicking ass but beyond that nothing was really revealed.  Pause.  Sure the smoke monster returned but… meh.  Cool graphics but… I dunno. I’m waiting for more.  I’m hard to please.

THE BIG BANG THEORY.  I just don’t want this show to die like Studio 60.  Go watch BIG BANG THEORY. Also, pay attention at the end.  You need to pause the DVR right after the credits because the creator, Chuck Lorre, puts “vanity cards” that are a split second long.  You can read them if you pause it.

In a VERY STRANGE turn of events I just received a tweet from the indomitable Andy Ihnatko of the Chicago Sun Times plugging The Big Bang Theory as I typed this.

I could complain about the weather but I’m in Wisconsin so that seems cliche.

In response to Back’s TV Set complaints… yeah they were pretty valid.  But you have to check out the Slut Wars commercial at the very end with Seth Green.  It is so funny that Back nearly cried.  That is all for this edition, please tune in next week when one of us gets drunk.

~Forth

The time is now.

God, I miss The West Wing. It was the first thing I queued up on Netflix (the astute few will remember we just joined up).  There isn’t anything I can say about the show that hasn’t been said a thousand times over.  It is from moment one well-acted, well-written, and it talks down to you.  It assumes you’re smart and if you’re not it doesn’t leave you behind.  I don’t know why I didn’t watch this show from the beginning.  I loved The American President and it is essentially a tv show version…  I should stop talking about it.

The real subject: I don’t have one, I started to blog and thought… my mind is pretty blank.  I joined up on Twitter as well but there isn’t much to say about that.  I’d like to use it and think it was as awesome as the kids out in San Francisco.  But they are all the movers and geeks of the tech world and I’m just an English teacher in Wisconsin.  There aren’t a lot of people around Milwaukee rolling on Twitter.

Read this if you want something interesting.

~Forth

Smart People

So we went and saw a movie mit freunden.  I caught flak for being on my phone and the laptop a bit too much post movie but meh.  What are you going to do.

The movie we caught was Smart People with Dennis Quaid, Thomas Haden Church and Ellen Page… Oh and that girl from the forthcoming Sex and the City movie.  Side note: Roy from television’s The Office had a few scenes, so good for him.

As for the movie review.  It was good but uncomfortable.  But I think that was the point.  I didn’t always buy the romance between Sarah Jessica Parker and Dennis Quaid though.  The movie was short too so I think they could have taken five minutes to build a bit more sexual tension between the two.  Ellen Page was unfortunately cast as Juno though.  I found her funny and endearing even if not always believable.  Back and I were wondering what it was going to take though to get her out of this type.

I’m not saying she needs to play an idiot but [Its 12:34 -1 2 3 4] it may require her to get a role that pushes her limits.  But she’s young, maybe it will happen.

All of that being said, Thomas Haden Church made the movie.  His witty yet goofy role made the show a comedy.  Without him it may have been a drab romance where the predictable happened and little more. His lines (not that he wrote them) were often perfect for the situation and his, dare I say, Back and Forth with Ellen Page also secured his role in the movie.

In other news we signed up on Twitter.  Well I did.  We’ll see where that goes.  The badge doesn’t work on WordPress though so I’m miffed about that. Perhaps we should be on Blogger or something.  

We also signed up with Netflix finally.  Our first two DVDs came today: Ordinary People and disc one of The West Wing.  Looking forward to watching those on top of the movies we borrowed from compatriots in the field tonight.  Tony gave us The Graduate and There Will Be Blood.  Opinions on all will be Forth-coming (copyrighted).

~Forth