Went to see Hamilton in SF Thursday evening, then took the kids to the Presidio and Exploratorium Friday. There was an exhibit at the Exploratorium that I found fascinating, and when I showed it to my wife she said it looked like a belly dancer, and I blurted out "BRB, JO."
Hamilton was a pretty good play, two thumbs up. Only problem was the two guys behind me who insisted on talking during the play, and if you've seen it, you know that the lyrics and dialogue come fast and furious and you can't be distracted in any way or else you won't catch what they're saying. Finally reached my breaking poont early in the second act, turned around and hissed "Jesus Christ, you're not in your fucking living room. I paid to listen to them, not to you." Guy behind me says something like "hey man, chill out," their lady friends seemed embarrassed by the whole event, but at least they shut the fuck up the rest of the show. The fuck is it with some people.
Gay.
A lie, too; I didn't pay to see the show, my wife did
You know why.
Yes, I know why. They're online, if you know where to look.
Figured it was going to be a problematic evening when the asshats behind me sat down before the show; pretty clear they'd been drinking, and every third word out of their mouths was some derivative/variant of "fuck." They seemed absolutely oblivious to my kids sitting in front of them. It's not like my kids have never heard me swear, and my youngest turns the air blue when he plays COD with his friends, but these pricks didn't know that. Newsflash, morans, it's the Orpheum, not Autzen. Behave accordingly. The couple in front of me also turned around a few times in the first act to see who was making so much noise behind them, and afterward my wife said she shot them a few glares too, and she was sitting three seats to my right.
Also dropped by the Lucasfilm complex in the Presidio on Friday. Nice place.
Speaking of that bastard (Hamilton)...I once stayed at a tropical resort about 10 minutes from the home where he was born. Was too lazy to leave the resort and check it out. Sad. Have seen his grave in lower Manhattan so I got that going for me.
Went to see Hamilton in SF Thursday evening, then took the kids to the Presidio and Exploratorium Friday. There was an exhibit at the Exploratorium that I found fascinating, and when I showed it to my wife she said it looked like a belly dancer, and I blurted out "BRB, JO."
Hamilton was a pretty good play, two thumbs up. Only problem was the two guys behind me who insisted on talking during the play, and if you've seen it, you know that the lyrics and dialogue come fast and furious and you can't be distracted in any way or else you won't catch what they're saying. Finally reached my breaking poont early in the second act, turned around and hissed "Jesus Christ, you're not in your fucking living room. I paid to listen to them, not to you." Guy behind me says something like "hey man, chill out," their lady friends seemed embarrassed by the whole event, but at least they shut the fuck up the rest of the show. The fuck is it with some people.
Gay.
A lie, too; I didn't pay to see the show, my wife did
You know why.
Yes, I know why. They're online, if you know where to look.
Figured it was going to be a problematic evening when the asshats behind me sat down before the show; pretty clear they'd been drinking, and every third word out of their mouths was some derivative/variant of "fuck." They seemed absolutely oblivious to my kids sitting in front of them. It's not like my kids have never heard me swear, and my youngest turns the air blue when he plays COD with his friends, but these pricks didn't know that. Newsflash, morans, it's the Orpheum, not Autzen. Behave accordingly. The couple in front of me also turned around a few times in the first act to see who was making so much noise behind them, and afterward my wife said she shot them a few glares too, and she was sitting three seats to my right.
Also dropped by the Lucasfilm complex in the Presidio on Friday. Nice place.
Went to see Hamilton in SF Thursday evening, then took the kids to the Presidio and Exploratorium Friday. There was an exhibit at the Exploratorium that I found fascinating, and when I showed it to my wife she said it looked like a belly dancer, and I blurted out "BRB, JO."
Hamilton was a pretty good play, two thumbs up. Only problem was the two guys behind me who insisted on talking during the play, and if you've seen it, you know that the lyrics and dialogue come fast and furious and you can't be distracted in any way or else you won't catch what they're saying. Finally reached my breaking poont early in the second act, turned around and hissed "Jesus Christ, you're not in your fucking living room. I paid to listen to them, not to you." Guy behind me says something like "hey man, chill out," their lady friends seemed embarrassed by the whole event, but at least they shut the fuck up the rest of the show. The fuck is it with some people.
Gay.
A lie, too; I didn't pay to see the show, my wife did
You know why.
Yes, I know why. They're online, if you know where to look.
Figured it was going to be a problematic evening when the asshats behind me sat down before the show; pretty clear they'd been drinking, and every third word out of their mouths was some derivative/variant of "fuck." They seemed absolutely oblivious to my kids sitting in front of them. It's not like my kids have never heard me swear, and my youngest turns the air blue when he plays COD with his friends, but these pricks didn't know that. Newsflash, morans, it's the Orpheum, not Autzen. Behave accordingly. The couple in front of me also turned around a few times in the first act to see who was making so much noise behind them, and afterward my wife said she shot them a few glares too, and she was sitting three seats to my right.
Also dropped by the Lucasfilm complex in the Presidio on Friday. Nice place.
I've never hear the term turn the air blue
Clearly not old, rich or white.
It's a fantastic term I'm going to adopt it. So when I say it people around me think I'm cool for knowing terms they don't.
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Disabled combat vet, sniper training, was in Viet Nam and Iraq
Thanks to my HH background and lifestyle I never considered thanking him - saving that magical phrase for a pill whore with a dragon breast tattoo
Living la viva HH