A Night of Jack Blacks: The Racist One and the Funny One
Wednesday was a big day. The government allowed me to leave work at 3 pm. It was effectively a Friday and I had tickets to Tenacious D: The Pick of Destiny and reservations at a nice restaurant. Great night in the making.
Well, in an interesting coincidence, our waiter looked like a dead ringer for Jack Black, but just taller with an Eastern European accent. He informed us that he ran a modeling agency. Out of his apartment. I then asked him what his address was so I could tell the cops where at least a dozen severed heads of women could probably be found.
But our waiter could not stop talking. So he got out of me that I was an ADA in the Bronx. I then went to the restroom, intentionally making it very uncomfortable for my dinner companion. When I got back to the table I was informed that our waiter said that he had just gotten out of jury duty. His method was simple. He told the court that he did not like blacks or jews. From that point he was known to us as Racist Jack Black.
Then we saw Tenacious D: The Pick of Destiny. If you are not a Jack Black fan this movie may not be for you. If you are a Jack Black fan then it is a masterwork. It is not as good as School of Rock (but what really is), but it is tremendous.
I then made a post movie pledge to go watch School of Rock in honor of Jack Black, but I got sidetracked. Damn you Gin and Tonic.