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Astin's Diary 10
TITLE: Safety Dance – Men Without Hobbit Feet
AUTHOR: Pecos – PecosPhil@sprintmail.com
RATING: PG for silliness and naughty language
FEEDBACK: remember the golden rule, (please!)
DISCLAIMER: I don’t make the toys, I’m
only playing with them. No money made,
nor disrespect intended
WHO’S IN IT?: People whom I’ve never met
and hold no actual grudge against
NOTE: I’m pretty sure Sean Astin is actually a
really nice guy. Ditto the other dudes
SAFETY DANCE – Men Without Hobbit Feet 10
Saturday the Seventh.
Number of days the canteen has been out of Bran: 3
2:30pm – worked a short day. I’d left this journal in the car, but only occurrence of note was Stuntie battered into senselessness by over-enthusiastic Viggo Mortensen. Medic called, but no ambulance. I suppose they would be ashamed of going off to get medical treatment, or anything like that, for ONLY mere major head trauma, contusions, hemaotoma etc.
NOW – I am going out with ‘The Guys’ (aka The Hobbit and Orli) for a night on the town! (as Christine has taken daughter up to Auckland to visit friends from the states)
8:10 – Night Out starts late. We were supposed to meet at Molly O’Sheas at 7:30, but Orlando had trouble finding a suitably eye-damaging shirt and Billy had some sort of issue with a neighbor’s cat. Will have to secure details.
8:13 – Deeply regret that drinking laws in New Zealand are so lax. I offered to get Elijah a Coke and he laughed so hard he probably strained his abdominals. Dominic smells like marajhuana. I hope Ian isn’t supplying the boys again.
9:35 – we’ve now crossed Courtenay Place and are in our second bar of the night. Do not understand the intricacies of the British ‘pub system’. Apparently No One gets a drink for just themselves, no matter how thirsty you are. Turns are taken buying drinks for everyone else in your party. This seems very expensive and unrealistic, as not everyone is settling for the lowest-priced beer.
9:46 – Orlando drinks these really pricey wines. His taste is much too refined for someone dressed like an exploded fruit salad. Also, I seem to be having my ‘turn’ twice as often as the others. Suspect that the ‘brits’ have a secondary, ‘secret’ system to screw the Americans – and Elijah claims that he spends too much time getting ‘carded’ and shirks his turns.
10:10 – we are now in some dive on Castro. Elijah doesn’t get ‘carded’ in here, I’m guessing, as he’s now playing DJ and chatting with the owner. Dom and Orlando are dancing, and Billy is busy hitting on a Goth girl wearing a Robert Burns tee-shirt. I am reading the backs of chips packages and writing in my journal. Sigh.
11:57 – I can’t seem to get the boys to think about going home. Billy is doing magic tricks at the bar, Orlando is crying over something in the broken jukebox (LITERALLY crying), Dom is wearing a different shirt than he started out the evening in and Elijah was last seen going in to the ladies toilet. – I better go check on the latter…
12:25 – Just when I finally get Orlando’s eyes dried (something about a tree he really used to like) and peel Billy out of a young lady’s lap I go outside to call a cab and find ELIJAH WOOD AND DOMINIC MONAGHAN STANDING ATOP THE BUCKET FOUNTAIN ON CASTRO STREET DOING…I CAN’T EVEN WRITE IT! But this is NOT sanitary!
12:34 – so ashamed of all of them. Billy, cheering the public urinators on…Orlando draped over some stranger who is mostly likely looking to pick his pocket…people coming up NOW to ask for autographs…have called a cab.
Have a massive headache.
12:53 – am home. Took three Ibuprophen, 200 mg (note to self: ask mom to send more. Don’t trust these NZ druggists) Total expenditure for the evening: $112.75, NZ.
1:04 – I hope we do this again some time.
AUTHOR: Pecos – PecosPhil@sprintmail.com
RATING: PG for silliness and naughty language
FEEDBACK: remember the golden rule, (please!)
DISCLAIMER: I don’t make the toys, I’m
only playing with them. No money made,
nor disrespect intended
WHO’S IN IT?: People whom I’ve never met
and hold no actual grudge against
NOTE: I’m pretty sure Sean Astin is actually a
really nice guy. Ditto the other dudes
SAFETY DANCE – Men Without Hobbit Feet 10
Saturday the Seventh.
Number of days the canteen has been out of Bran: 3
2:30pm – worked a short day. I’d left this journal in the car, but only occurrence of note was Stuntie battered into senselessness by over-enthusiastic Viggo Mortensen. Medic called, but no ambulance. I suppose they would be ashamed of going off to get medical treatment, or anything like that, for ONLY mere major head trauma, contusions, hemaotoma etc.
NOW – I am going out with ‘The Guys’ (aka The Hobbit and Orli) for a night on the town! (as Christine has taken daughter up to Auckland to visit friends from the states)
8:10 – Night Out starts late. We were supposed to meet at Molly O’Sheas at 7:30, but Orlando had trouble finding a suitably eye-damaging shirt and Billy had some sort of issue with a neighbor’s cat. Will have to secure details.
8:13 – Deeply regret that drinking laws in New Zealand are so lax. I offered to get Elijah a Coke and he laughed so hard he probably strained his abdominals. Dominic smells like marajhuana. I hope Ian isn’t supplying the boys again.
9:35 – we’ve now crossed Courtenay Place and are in our second bar of the night. Do not understand the intricacies of the British ‘pub system’. Apparently No One gets a drink for just themselves, no matter how thirsty you are. Turns are taken buying drinks for everyone else in your party. This seems very expensive and unrealistic, as not everyone is settling for the lowest-priced beer.
9:46 – Orlando drinks these really pricey wines. His taste is much too refined for someone dressed like an exploded fruit salad. Also, I seem to be having my ‘turn’ twice as often as the others. Suspect that the ‘brits’ have a secondary, ‘secret’ system to screw the Americans – and Elijah claims that he spends too much time getting ‘carded’ and shirks his turns.
10:10 – we are now in some dive on Castro. Elijah doesn’t get ‘carded’ in here, I’m guessing, as he’s now playing DJ and chatting with the owner. Dom and Orlando are dancing, and Billy is busy hitting on a Goth girl wearing a Robert Burns tee-shirt. I am reading the backs of chips packages and writing in my journal. Sigh.
11:57 – I can’t seem to get the boys to think about going home. Billy is doing magic tricks at the bar, Orlando is crying over something in the broken jukebox (LITERALLY crying), Dom is wearing a different shirt than he started out the evening in and Elijah was last seen going in to the ladies toilet. – I better go check on the latter…
12:25 – Just when I finally get Orlando’s eyes dried (something about a tree he really used to like) and peel Billy out of a young lady’s lap I go outside to call a cab and find ELIJAH WOOD AND DOMINIC MONAGHAN STANDING ATOP THE BUCKET FOUNTAIN ON CASTRO STREET DOING…I CAN’T EVEN WRITE IT! But this is NOT sanitary!
12:34 – so ashamed of all of them. Billy, cheering the public urinators on…Orlando draped over some stranger who is mostly likely looking to pick his pocket…people coming up NOW to ask for autographs…have called a cab.
Have a massive headache.
12:53 – am home. Took three Ibuprophen, 200 mg (note to self: ask mom to send more. Don’t trust these NZ druggists) Total expenditure for the evening: $112.75, NZ.
1:04 – I hope we do this again some time.
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"a suitably eye-damaging shirt" Ha! "dressed like an exploded fruit salad" Ha, again!
The Bucket Fountain!! Bwah!
"Total expenditure for the evening: $112.75, NZ. I hope we do this again some time." Priceless!
These are great, Pecos. Please keep 'em coming. :)
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LMAO...that is the best description of how he used to dress that I've ever read. Though honestly I miss the loud shirt...he's all moncromatic black, grey and brown these days.
**1:04 – I hope we do this again some time.**
Loved this little capper...a perfect description of how I see Sean. A little...okay a lot...uptight but still likes having a good time just as much as everyone else :-)
More please.
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LMAO! Loved the night out on the town :D.
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Orlando had trouble finding a suitably eye-damaging shirt ... I offered to get Elijah a Coke and he laughed so hard he probably strained his abdominals. *chortles*
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*snickers* He's got such a way with words our Astin!
Brilliant again!
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*sigh*
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Yeah, the lad is feeling strangely tall. Towering a good 6 or 7 inches over me (what? I'm a hobbit too you know?)... And I might add that those smile lines are darling when his eyes crinkle...
*I wish!!!*
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For the last several days I've been reading a month's worth of LJ posts that I've been behind in, and these Astin Diary posts were constant bright spots. This was ANOTHER great chapter!! Thank you for sharing these!!
My favorite of this bit:
11:57 – I can’t seem to get the boys to think about going home. Billy is doing magic tricks at the bar, Orlando is crying over something in the broken jukebox (LITERALLY crying), Dom is wearing a different shirt than he started out the evening in and Elijah was last seen going in to the ladies toilet. – I better go check on the latter…
All of that visual was wonderful, and I wanna know WHY Dom is wearing a different shirt. LOL And the ending was precious. :)