there will be blood...

and there was.
went to see this movie today before work. i had some time to kill, so i went to the lloyd center. the lloyd center is usually someplace i avoid.
i hadn't been there in over a year. i was quickly reminded why.
the lloyd center happens to be the epicenter of all that is portland. fine. but at the same time, this nebraska strip mall with a ice-skating rink in the center, takes "hey, i'm weird! hey, i'm unique! hey, portland accepts me!" to another level.
in the time it took me to walk past the remote-controlled car store, past a foot locker knock-off, fredrick's of hollywood, and into nordstrom's, i saw:
one 500lb woman wearing a hillary clinton t-shirt/sheet.
a caucasian man with a tribal face tattoo twice the size of mike tyson's.
a mullet on bald 30-something wearing a wizard robe.
a cute couple with matching four-inch pieces of bone through their nasal septums.
also, something should be done about the creepy 40, 50 year old men that lean on the ice skating rink rail watching the pre-teens skate around in their little barbie skirts. i think one of them was jeff gillooly. maybe.



also, i have a rule never to eat in mall food courts. but i broke it today in a rush to catch said movie. i want to know why the asian food mall restaurants with the toothpick samples always assume it's the orange chicken i want to try instead of something else? i didn't eat asian. instead i went for the baked heart attack rather than the fried one.

now, the movie. go see it. daniel day lewis is the finest actor available today. his character, mr. plainview, takes your typical anger and intimacy issues and crushes them on the skull with a bowling pin. bravo, sir, bravo.