Ghosts with voices

At last the weekend has arrived. Yesterday, Jeff and a friend of his from work came downtown to pick up tuxes for their company Christmas party. Not just any tuxes. They ended up renting the tuxes from Dumb and Dumber . Either way, Jeff asked if I wanted to get some drinks when I got off work. So I walked over to Chase Field and met them at the TGI Fridays inside the stadium.
It was disconcerting to be in there when it wasn't baseball season and there was no one in there essentially.
Drank some Kiltlifter and ate a quick dinner. Then I had to go cause I was meeting Rachael from work at the movies to go see Casino Royale. She had already seen it but she was being nice. We were talking at work about our weekends and I was whining about how my weekends are usually pretty boring. While I love my friends, for some reason I'm not on their lists for someone to do something with. I call, they don't call back until it's too late. And they don't call me. Usually.
Anywho yeah so I was whining and Rachael said she'd go with me to the movies on Friday so I could at least said I did something other than play video games and play with the cat this weekend.
It was really kind of her. That and the movie fricking ruled. See Bond isn't supposed to be some tony playboy. He's supposed to be a spy, a hired gun, a cloak and dagger man. Bond is a darker creature, a hard brutal figure. A sociopath. I loved it. Best Bond movie I've seen in a long time. I actually enjoyed it as a standalone movie.
Dude I'm hungry. Nothing to eat in the house though. Which means I'll have to go out. Which means I'll have to put on something remotely presentable. And go outside.... blech... I'm way too lazy.