Sunday was incredibly cool!
The day before, Christen called and told me that they were at Trash ‘Till Dawn, this version of Trash Film Orgy where they watch terrible movies all night (and of course yell at the screen). I was excited and called Adrian to see if he wanted to go, but we both had to get up early the next day so he told me he was going to call me and wake me up in the morning.
Around 11 a.m., my phone rang. I showered, donned my suit and favorite tie, and jumped into the car. I took the Fair Oaks to J Street route to downtown, and picked Adrian up outside the Starbucks across from the Hard Rock Cafe, attached to the Downtown Plaza shopping mall. I was fresh, awake, and ready to do things in the a.m…something that doesn’t happen too often in Dariusville.
Adrian suggested that we go to the Crocker Art Museum, as it has free admission in the morning and early afternoons. I was definitely up for it, and to my glee they had an M.C. ESCHER EXHIBIT! I was SO excited. The rest of the art was a bit banal, but the Escher work was incredible. I have loved M.C. Escher for ages, I had his print Relativity (below) framed in my room for ages. Anyway, it was really fun. They even had a room dedicated to modern art, which I adore.
After that we went down to the river and walked around down there, across trestles and overpasses, and through the quaint streets of Old Sacramento. I took a whole bunch of pictures.
Me and Adrian were sitting on a bench outside the candy store when this old, affluent-looking woman came up to us. “Are you guys Mormons?” she asked us. “No,” Adrian replied. “What are you…in a band? gay?” “Oh, I get it…you’re vampires…out in suits in this heat…” Adrian tried to explain that we were just dressed well, and she couldn’t seem to understand how he made money (he’s a writer).
It was so freaking funny. She was drunk as hell and her husband was orbiting, completely embarrassed. In a few minutes, her daughter came to retrieve her, and they ambled away, with some dignity left. She did say that we were cute though, it was a nice (but odd) ego boost.
We went into the candy store and sampled some taffy (I’m a man who enjoys his taffy), and then had a few chocolate-covered grasshoppers (Adrian totally emasculated this guy who was hesitant about eating one). I had one too…it was..er…crunchy.
We walked back across the bridge, down the river (past this terribly ugly abandoned office building), and back to the car. We went back to Carmichael and ended up hanging out at Kelly’s house for a while.
I was really tired so we went back over to Adrian’s and started watching Sneakers. The DVD was scratched…and we got distracted ;) so we ended up investigating his basement as a possible nocturnal lair (his parents are a bit odd sometimes about me staying the night). As it came time to go to sleep, we took our things down there, cuddled up on a sleeping bag on top of a mostly flat beanbag chair, and fell fast asleep.