Mimes and Movies

Marya and I got up early to get some coffee and run some errands on Saturday. While we were drinking our java, we saw all these men with makeup on heading down to the subway station. I heard that mime shows were popular so I figured they were on their way to a theater. Actually, there was a performance taking place in the subway station that we caught on our way to the bookstore. It was pretty awesome, they had five stages set up with a scene on each one. They were the statuesque mimes, you know, the ones that don’t look like they’re breathing and then all of a sudden they talk to you and you jump like 10 feet.


Breathe, I dare you

Actors were scattered across five stages and as each stage lit, they performed a silent skit. Marya and I were pretending again that we knew what the banner said and determined it was underground something. It turns out they only perform in subway stations. You can’t go wrong with a little piece of free theater…it made my day.


Do it , Do it (Starsky and Hutch style)

After walking the city all day again, we came back for a little R&R. Marc and I went out to eat at a truly authentic Romanian place…dancing and all. The bill came out to 800,000 lei but Marc mistakenly left 80,000, which is less than $2. The waiter came running out after us and Marc felt like a shmuck so he gave him a little bonus tip. Then, we were off for some drinks. We opted for the local Irish pub so we could walk home. Upon entering, Marc spots a fellow Synygy employee at the bar. We knew Rob was flying out on Saturday and only staying one night, but what are the odds? So, Marc, Rob and I chilled until bar close (btw, the uh, TV gets uh, very, uh, tasteless? around 1am). Marc and Rob decided to go to a “night club” and I walked myself right on home. I think I saw enough of that at the bar.

Sunday was the usual coffee hangout…then it was movie marathon time. I think we watched Charlie’s Angels 2 (ugh), One Hour Photo, and Donnie Darco, which was excellent, just in case you’re thinking of renting a good indie flick this weekend. Unless you don’t like indie flicks, or Jake Gyllenhall, or backwards movies, or weird stuffed animals, or that girl from Stepmom and Saved, or schizophrenics, or romance, or Maggie Gyllenhall , or the possibility of time travel, OR just movies in general.