So there we were, 3 members of this very site sitting on 6 free tickets to take in a screening of Badasss! at River Oaks Theater. In anticipation of a rather entertaining movie experience, I try to round up as many extras as possible. In chatting with Assclown #1, I get an email notifying me that Assclown #2 is bailing out due to work. Assclown #1 has to debate between the movie and gym. I send an invite out to one of the so-called normal people I know. She informs me her decision, too, is between gym and movie. (I suddenly feel like such a sloth) Later that same day, Assclown #3 opts out due to illness. That translates into a potential of 6 attendees down to a likely lone viewer ... me.

At this point, I head out to the theater almost out of defiance. I should have taken the dropouts as an ominous sign. I plot my mass transit strategy to make it to the theater by 7, noting that it'll be a tight squeeze no matter which route I take. After missing a connecting bus by a mere half minute, I note that this day has simply gone to hell in a handbasket. I head home dejected ... not so much at missing a free movie, but in knowing that fate had dealt me a knee to the groin. I debate between heading straight home and just catching up on sleep, or grabbing a bite to eat somewhere in the Galleria area. Dinner won out. My previous defeat at the hands of time make the overpriced dining on mediocre Italian fare a bit inconsequential.

During this eternity of hell, I miss one call from a non-moviegoing friend. Kinda bummed as I don't get to talk to her enough. I call back, no answer. Again ... nothing goes right on this day. Later on, I notice that, once more, I've missed a call (what is it with this crappy phone???). I call back. Alas ... contact. Maybe this conversation will have something to lift my spirits with. I suppose it will have to qualify that I've now been enlisted as backup tech support for a website of administrative professionals. Seems the woman on the other end of the phone didn't want to take on webmaster duties without knowing I'd be available to help out if she got in a jam.

Combine that with the fact that I've officially made the day, week, and month of a reality TV show contestant by building a fan site for her, and I suppose the day isn't a total waste. Moral of the story? Take what you can get, I suppose. Life is a neverending mix of good and bad. Deal with it.

SIDENOTE: I even managed to miss The Darkness on Leno last night. Fear not ... they are on Jimmy Kimmell tonight.