Little brother and I just saw The Dark Knight at the Cineramadome.
I really expected that a lot of the hype about how amazing Heath Ledger was in the movie had more to do with the fact that he killed himself shortly after than any actual amazingness. I was pleasantly surprised. He was an awesome Joker and now I’m (admittedly selfishly) kind of sad that he won’t be around to make another Batman.
After the movie we went by the Mr. Brainwash gallery show because lil brother hadn’t seen it yet and I had to pick up my (fucking radical) Elvis with a machine gun print. Now I’m back home drinking champagne and contemplating the pool. Sometimes my life feels like a cartoon.
