TMT (Too Much Tina) and More

okay, warning. longer entry than normal. i feel like lindy.

this weekend was a blur. i spent most of it with tina II - a concert, few bars, a comedy show (that we never made), a housewarming, a mothers' day, and few more etc's. i basically recall yelling "TMT, TMT!!!" to tina for no particular reason. so what do you do when you don't remember? you turn to your handy camera to remind you of your stupid times.

so, i just looked. i got two pictures for you.

1. the preferred parking situation
due to last weeks' fire at griffith park, the keane concert was moved from the greek to the gibson in universal. tina had won vip tix with comped parking for the event, but unfortunately, with the venue change, it was quite confusing. after tina yelled at a parking booth guy for making us pay and sweet-talked a preferred parking guard, we self-directed ourselves into the preferred parking area because we claimed ourselves v-i-p. once we got out of the truck, we realized that every car around us had these pink slips on their windshields. so, what does tina do? she goes to the car next to us, rips its pink sheet in half and puts it on my truck. voila. tina = an action hero.

then, we start walking towards the venue and then my worrywart consciences kicks in. "tina, what if i get towed?"

so, after a few "dude, you're retarded"s, we decide to f our v-i-p status and move to the common people's parking lot. as we're driving in, our half-ripped, stolen pink slip that is still hanging on our windshield catches the attention of another parking attendant. she furiously waves us over and moves several cones to make way for us to get to yet another preferred parking area! moving at like 0.00000001 mph, i drive towards her with my guilt-ridden face. tina = not so much an action hero. here's the stupid 1/2 ticket.















2. mothers' day moment
i went to gtown for dinner yesterday. what do i spot in the middle of our dinner table? just a pretty pink carnation in a thin vase with some writing on it. as i get closer, i realize it's a shot glass sandy got me during college that i left at my parents' house...here it is. if you can't read what it says: "Caution. sober to horny in four shots." yup. mothers' day dinner centerpiece.

oh, we picked tastination. www.tastination.com. we present this baby in the finals of our biz plan competition next week. fun times.