I saw Harold & Kumar go to White Castle last Sunday at a small multiplex in Olney. (Only a handful of others in the theater besides me. )
Not sure what to make of the film. It had its funny moments, but as a friend says, it's not the kind of movie that you should think a lot about. (It seems to require a high degree of suspension of disbelief.) I suppose it's the kind of movie you should see stoned. Especially as getting high on marijuana and scoring dope is a big aspect of the film.
Another friend said he liked it better after he had a chance to think about it's significance or impact. He said he might possibly compare it's significance for Asian American's to "Chan is Missing". Hard to say. They're very different films in many respects.
Well, for now, all I can say is that Princeton Asians will never be the same. (And neither will the state of New Jersey, for that matter.)
Thursday night I collided with a deer... or rather, it bashed my car. I was driving home from Aberdeen. It appeared out of the darkness to my left. I thought I could get by it, but it spooked and bounded into my vehicle. It bounced off and then tumbled on the road.
I kept going, 'cause I was trying to visit a store to pick up some photos before they closed. Later, I pulled over at a gas station to see what damage might have occurred. I couldn't fully open my driver door, so I had to exit out of the passenger's side. The left front fender, near the left wheel, was bashed in.
I decided to file a police report, in case I might need it for my insurance claim. That took a long time (about 1.5 hours), 'cause the officer hadn't reported on this kind of incident before.
(Needless to say, I wasn't able to make it to the store in time to pick up my photos.)