We're pathologically social. We're professional leisurists. We're burrito lovers, bar flies, art whores and music nerds. We dish the good dirt, and we'll risk a parking ticket for a cheap sample sale. Sometimes, we blog drunk.
Dr. Ward's Weekend Prescription
People: you've got quite a weekend ahead of you. In fact, it's about to start right now. So brush your teeth, put on a fresh coat of deodorant, and whipser a warning to your sweet, innocent liver.
First up is tonight's Beer Chug Championships, which are gorgeously coupled with a Drunk Spelling Beer Bee in the same Bacchanalian evening. Get thee to the MET, proudly present twelve American dollars, and abandon the notion that you will leave with any dignity.
If you're sober and/or a vegetarian goblin, you may instead consider a trip to the Nuart, to catch the Best Worst Movie ever. Don't wank about not knowing about this; I gave you fair warning.
We fully invite you to get "lit" on Saturday at the Literartisy show in Culver City; we've gone on and on about Stella, so go check out her piece and many other new works inspired by those things called, wait...um...books.
And if you need to do a little leg stretching come Sunday, hop on your track bike and cruise past the Westside's murals, then tip back some boozehounds at Air Condtioned.
As for me, my weekend will include either:
a) non-stop beveraging, party chit-chat, hand shaking, sitting on the ledge of a moving car window as it speeds through a canyon road, and rubbing elbows with foreign dignitaries.
OR
b) staying home, wearing filthy, paint-stained sweatpants and getting ready for my next art show.
I'll keep you posted.
Miss Alie Ward
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