crazy about each other. I was think-ing of asking her if she wanted to joinme at the show, but I knew she wouldhave better places to go. In this case,she had a friend in Washington thatshe was screwing anytime she madeit down that far. We started chattingabout movies and I mentioned that Ihad just seen one of the best ScienceFiction lms of All-Time: The Day TheEarth Stood Still. She said the onlything she didn’t like about it was thedamn kid who kept saying ‘Geez Mr.Carpenter.” This led to a discussionof how much you can overlook of thelittle things before it starts to seriouslyeffect the movie. I brought up that thebest momentin Three and aBaby was thebriefest of thebrief cameos byCollin Quinn.She said thatdidn’t make themovie watch-able, and Ihad to agree.We talked alot. and shebrought upClerks. I lovedClerks, butshe hated thelittle thingslike the discus-sion about theEwoks and the list of the porno titles. Those were two of my favourite partsand we argued as the food was put be-tween us.“Can we get some biscuits andgravy with extra gravy?” Judith asked. The waitress was back with the bis-cuits and a tub of gravy in less than aminute. We smothered the hashbrowns with the gravy and dug in.Oh My Sweet Jesus Lord it washeavenly. The gravy was better thananything I’d ever eaten. It was chock-full of crumbled up sausage and bigchunks of black pepper. It was whiterthan snow and it just couldn’t be beatfor full avor. I was amazed and we or-dered two more cups of it to use on ev-erything. They were also kind enoughto let us have some grated cheese sothat we could do our version of theMontreal favourite Poutine (or however you spell it). It was delicious and fat-tening and we just had the best timeever eating.Oddly, the two of us spent muchof the time talking about our SigOths.She had a fwe guys that she bouncedbetween and I was single, though hav-ing a slight ing with M. The ins andouts of our relationships were oftenthe main source for meal conversation.Either that, or ghost stories. Ghoststories and maybe a few Bigfoot tales.Maybe movie quotes. Or Simpsons. Or wrestling. OK, we didn’t always talkabout relationships, but especially when Judith andI were chattingthings got into thedeep nooks andcrannies. Some-times she wouldover-share...andusually I’d go evenfurther. That was afault I had back inthose days.I guess I still have that issue asthe Drink Tank often proves.After the meal, it was time tohead out to our respective arenas. I was going to the movies.
In the history of lm, there area lot of very weird titles. My personalfavourite at the moment is Awesome;I Fuckin’ Shot That!. One of the morememorable ones of the 1990s was ToWong Foo; Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar. Now, it’s not the typi-cal movie, it’s one of those movies thattakes guys who are typecast in otherareas and tries to make them intosomething different. In this case, ittakes two of the toughest sreen idols, The Swayze (Patrick Swayze) and Wes-ley Snipes, and turns them into DragQueens. Now, Drag Queens were verymuch in vogue at the momen with thehuge success of Priscella: Queen of the Desert. That movie, starring HugoWeaving, Guy Pierce and Zod him-self, Terance Stamp, was a great lm