*I can only type in Pittsburghese

In a continuing effort to not be old people rotting on the couch, Henry and I went downtown after work last night to see “Nirvanna: The Band, The Show, The Movie” which comes highly recommended by the imitable, hard-to-impress Chooch. The weather wasn’t too bad so we opted to just take the T downtown, and it was a very uneventful ride. However, we did NARROWLY miss having a bunch of Disney on Ice attendees jamming onto the same T as us – they came unprepared and were n00bs at the fare booth so they had to wait for the next one. See ya, suckers!

Dumb Henry thought the movie started at 7PM, so we got there around 6:30PM and the Harris Theater people were confused, and all like, “Yes? Can we help you?” and that is how we found out that it didn’t start until 7:30. We ended up walking to Market Square to kill time at The Space Bar.

It was OK. Gimmicky and Instagrammable, nice bartender, but I wasn’t really WOW’d by it, possibly because as usual I had order remorse.

OK what the actual fuck with this picture though?? I swear when I took it last night, it was a normal picture. Then I looked at it later and it had morphed into Foreigner’s Double Vision. Sadly, I HADN’T EVEN HAD A SIP OF IT YET, LITERALLY NO LIQUOR WAS IN MY SYSTEM when I snapped what looked like the 5th cocktail of a Thursday night bender.

But yeah, it was the Yogo Zogo and served legitimately like a boba, in a sealed plastic cup and all. It was good (I mean, it had yogurt soju which is one of my favorite soju flavors) but I dunno, for $15 I should have got something more Space Bar-ish I guess.

It did the trick though because I was fully buzzed.

The…bathMOON.

Sufficiently inebriated, we made our way back to the Harris where I proceeded to ask the concession stand person, “WHERE DO WE GO” like it would have been so hard to figure out but sometimes when I’m in public, it’s like I’m an alien here on secondment. I truly should not be allowed to leave the house, in all honesty.

I would like to add here that I didn’t watch the trailer for this. I just looked up a short synopsis and thought, “This is probably not something I’d go see on my own volition” but Chooch’s enthusiasm was very convincing.

The theater gradually filled up a good bit for a Thursday night in a downtown that generally has little after-6PM activity. I have to say, this may have been the most fun I have had in a theater, laughing with strangers?! The audience really elevated an already hilarious movie and I am so glad that I listened to Chooch and went to see it in the theater because it was exponentially more fun than watching it at home. I’m just saying, when your college-aged kid deigns to give you their recommendations, TAKE IT.

There was one part where I was simultaneously laughing and crying to the point that I started to shake and I was concerned I was having a nervous breakdown; it was so alarming. Maybe I just had that much stress built up and all the laughing was cleansing my head, I don’t know but I felt GREAT when we left!

Also, what a great little theater. I am ashamed to say that, even working downtown in the office for 10 years, I have only been to this theater ONE TIME and it was WHEN I WAS PREGNANT, so…2005 or 2006? Janna and I had gone there to see a Neil Gaiman movie (MirrorMask–I remember NOTHING about this except that Janna and I got on the wrong T coming home so Henry had to pick us up at one of the stations and then I accidentally slammed Janna’s hand in the car door when we got back to my house). The amount of times I’d look at the flyers in the window and say, “Oh, I should see that after work…” and THEN NEVER DID IT is actually so annoying.

Then we had to wait for-fucking-ever for the T to come (as usual, fuck you Pgh) and then the same fucking Disney on Ice families that missed the inbound T earlier WERE ON THE SAME ONE AS US ON THE WAY BACK AND IT WAS ABSOLUTE HELL. Yinzers would never survive in other countries that have SUBWAY SILENCE etiquette. Also, the cast of The Pitt could have really done some bigly accent studying on that T, Jesus Christ.

Overall, though? I AM SO GLAD WE WENT! And I’m even more glad that Chooch thinks I’m cool enough to give movie recommendations to.

Plus! We got to be serenaded on the walk home from the T.

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