Piranha 3D: The D is for DAAAAAAAMN!
Sorry I have so lax about posting. I suck. No excuses. For some reason Han had a pitcher of PT margaritas ready to go when i got there, followed up by two glasses of pure poison that were served to us by longtime fave Kristin. Sufficiently lubricated we entered the theater. We got seats directly in front of my favorite types of movie goers: Loud teenagers. they endeared themselves to me...
Who is SALT?!? (Who Cares?!?)
This was officially San Diego Comic-Con recovery week for Team Margarita Movie. I can’t discuss SDCC because what happens at Comic-Con stays at Comic-Con and on various places on Flickr and Twitter and in the living memories of the survivors. Or something. Nothing major happened at the taco this week, besides Dan promising to spend next Comic-Con with our bartender in exchange for...