Renegade Folk Hero

I accompanied my mom to her doctor’s office to get her her allergy shots. Afterwards we stopped and had dinner at Red Lobster. Broiled salmon was okay. Veggies were lame.

Eva Monkey, a site dedicated to the intellectual pursuit of all things Eva, thinks enough of ReDeath to include it on its “guide to the world of Evangelion”.

Click here and scroll to the bottom.

I perked up in my chair when I read this line, “Sometimes confused as an official part of the Evangelion series…”

So, today I cut out of work about 15 minutes early to go check out an appartment near SJSU on Virginia Street. Yesterday I had called a guy about an apartment listing and set up an appointment to tour the place today at 5pm. When I arrived I went to the front of the converted house and rang the door bell. I waited around a couple minutes and snapped a photo of the house (damned glare on my phone).

 The door opened and I was greeted by this old skank in a one piece green lingerie. She apologized for being asleep and asked if I had an appointment. “Yeah, I called yesterday,” I said. Everything was kind of weird but I followed her in because I had already driven all the way down there. The skank led me up a flight of stairs and into what looked like her bedroom. A dirty old french poodle looked me over and then sauntered off to another room.

“So you gonna pay?” she demanded politely.

Uh… WTF?! “I’m here to look around. The apartment. I’m here for the studio listed on craigslist,” I informed her. Nothing seemed to register. She looked very confused. After a few seconds, I think I could hear the gears breaking in her head as the rust of her slumber gave way.

“Oh.” She replied.

“I came to look at apartment ‘C’,” I told her.

“Um, that’s around back I think. You probably want to talk to my landlord. I guess you didn’t come for the- ‘massage‘,” she paused, “you don’t need to tell him that.” Ew, GROSS.

She led me back down stairs and out the front. I found the landlord patiently waiting around the side of the house. He looked kind of worried. Apartment C wasn’t nearly as ghetto as the woman in apartment A. Though I certainly didn’t feel safe there. That, and when I asked about A/C the manager just laughed at me. As for the electrical outlets, I asked if any of them were grounded. “One of them has got to work.” Yeah… right… So, after snapping a few more pictures, I quickly high-tailed it out of that dump.

Two listings down. I hope I hope I hope I get that place in San Pedro square. please please please….

Went across the street to get chinese take out for lunch today. I got mongolian beef with some fried rice. Outside there were two dogs hanging out in the shade. They kinda look like twins.

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Too much food put me in a coma after lunch and I passed out while reading code. bah.

Just read that Ernest Lehman, the man who wrote the screenplay for Alfred Hitchcock’s North by Northwest, has passed away.

What does this have to do with Fanboy Bebop? Keanu and Ash are both fans of the movie, as revealed by that they both felt like quoting Cary Grant (”What’s a man supposed to do without his clothes for 20 minutes?” “Yeah, and in all the right places too.”) before having sex with Ripley.

No doubt they’ll be firing up the DVD today in tribute.