Well, there's one way to start the weekend off with a bang. :)

Tonight's tale, while fun, will be told briefly, in the interests of getting some much needed sleep. (Yeah, yeah, I know. I always say that, but I mean it this time.)

Four geeks. (Do I ever have a tale that doesn't involve geeks? lol.) They gathered, they departed, they ate, they returned, they watched, they dispersed. Ok, maybe not quite that brief.

Hmmmm. Not naming names. It becomes a bit more of a challenge to write when one steps outside the "circle" of people who can easily be identified by their handles. In the interests of not being like Elaine's rabbi, let's do this: Four geeks. Call them A, B, C, and D. Identifying traits as follows: "A", the only member of the group with two X chromosomes; "B", the person who is currently typing this; "C", the one who came up with the diabolical plan, and whose residence was the center of the gathering; "D" being an oogling herbivore. Sunday nights, mind you.

A, B, C, and D converged on C's place of residence shortly before 1900. One or two others were expected to possibly drop by, but never did. The plan was to depart for the evening meal at 1900, and return at 2000 for the feature presentation (cause everyone knows this basic fact of life: geeks don't cook). The four stood around and had amusing conversation, C gave the rest a tour of his house, and after waiting a few more minutes, the bunch decided to depart, and leave a note on the door for any late comers.

The attempted venue for food was a sushi restaurant near Pearl Street. A and C believe sushi to be one of the ultimate sources of dining pleasure. B had never eaten sushi, but was willing to give raw fish a try, after hearing all the raving testimony of A and C (try anything once, right?). D, being an herbivore, would not eat the animal, but became convinced that there would be alternatives on the menu which would fit his criteria.

So off they went, in C's car, to trek across the plain of Boulder. The discussion wandered to many topics, including a debate on the sex appeal of Keven Costner versus that of Sean Connery. According to A, Sean Connery would be by far the most preferable of the two. D seemed somewhat perplexed, and B proceeded to ask D, hypothetically, if he were gay, which would he prefer? D declined to answer, at which time A demonstrated a great knowledge of homosexual psychology. (I said I was going to be quick, didn't I? Crack that whip.)

The sushi restaurant had an extra long wait, and the group was already behind schedule, so they proceeded to revise the plan, and walked to a nearby pizza joint. A and C's tastebuds were obviously disappointed. B found the pizza tasty. (I'm not presicely certain of D's reaction, but I think he was satisfied.) B still intends to sample the mysterious delicacy which A and C find so enamoring on some future occasion.

The bunch returned to C's apartment, where intoxicants from C's fridge (some of which had alse been brought by D) were dispensed to all who wanted them (everyone except A partook). A, B, and C had also already consumed intoxicants mere hours earlier at another familiar venue.

Finally, the feature presentation commenced. The four took their seats (arranged from left to right): A, B, C, D. C made sure the timing was precisely correct, the lights were dimmed, and the experience insued.

Credits rolled. The music began to build. Black and white images filled the screen, crisp and fresh from the DVD player. Music from the cd filled the room.

Breathe
breathe in the air
don't be afraid to care
leave
but don't leave me
look around
choose your own ground
...

The music. The images. Dorothy and toto. The evil lady. The farm. Kansas.

Yes. We watched "The Wizard of Oz" in its entirity, synchronized with Pink Floyd's "The Dark Side of the Moon" set in repeat mode.

Amazing might be one word to describe it. What a trip! If all that wasn't intentional (an amazing feat, assuming Roger Waters & co. did plan it), this would have to have been an act of divine intervention. That many coincidences just do not happen in one movie/album. Not by accident.

Even if the album was architected around the movie (which I believe to be the case, despite band members denying it), it had to have taken some major doing, especially given the (lack of) technology at the time. And to get things to fit on the second, AND the beginning of the third(!) repeat as the movie progresses is simply astounding.

The moods in the songs changing, and continuously keeping pace with the scenes. The actions of the characters happening right in time with the music. Screen wipes synchronized with guitar riffs. Key changes at just the right moment. The lyrics describing certain actions, colors, or settings just as they appear. It's a global conspiracy, I tell you! :)

After the conclusion, the group promptly dispersed. A and D, in their cars, B to catch his bus, and C remained in his own place, of course. :)

While he waited for the bus, B was approached by a couple of really strange bums. lol. Looking for words to describe them... pathetic? comical? just plain goofy, I think. Well, it was amusing. I tried not to laugh too loud as they walked away. lol. Not really much more to say, I guess.

And now, this brain is going DOWN for sleep. thank you.