Hey, so remember how last week we were going on and on about the Pavilion and their stupid renovation? And there was talk of corinthian leather, and a new McDonald's themed color-scheme, and kids with cancer and lots of other bullshit?
Right, well I was so fucking inspired by all this "new beginnings" crap, I decided to break my two-year bed bug fueled Pavilion embargo to go see Bridesmaids on Saturday night (for the second time, mind you. That shit was HI-LA-R-I-OUS!). I was turning over a new leaf, ppl!
And sue me, but I actually believed our own goddamned hype. I expected to go to this joint and *maybe* have things be better. Run smoother. Not make me want to run home and take a hot shower.
FAILLLLLLLLLL.
Let's just say that after our experience on Saturday night, I'd rather just go to the Court Street movie theater (and, if you'll recall, I'm afraid of getting murdered at the Court Street movie theater).
Here's what went down:
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