I went with the duck curry. Just not pineapple. Fancy switchup, me. Also, potstickers instead of bao.
I put pineapple in our stir fry last night and it was a good change of pace. Though it does turn out to be the dominant flavor.
Oof, I had a long day of bureaucracy going to Matilda's soon-to-be new school to drop off some papers, then heading downtown to go to the Office of Vital Statistics to get Matilda's birth certificate (which we had not bothered to get previously. Emmett's we needed because of baseball tournaments, if you can believe that.)
On the way home I ran into my ex-minion, who I've been out of touch with. Her life was full of Drama (as it tends to be) but I was happy to see her and took a wrong train on purpose just to chat with her which took me out to Noe Valley.
So I got off there, and went to Noe Valley Bakery to get their amazing Cherry Chocolate Bread. Once procured, I walked back many blocks and waited for a train and eventually an F-Market Vintage Streetcar came by. I hopped on and it took me into the Castro. I realized I was close to Star Belly (Juliana's restaurant), and peeked in to see if she was working, but she wasn't there.
I walked down Market to get back to my going-home train and stopped at a Castro bookstore and spent a good forty minutes reading a book on scandalous sexy sex lives of vintage Hollywood Stars.
Much fun there as I learned the nicknames for various male stars cocks. See if you can guess:
The Montana Mule
The Black Snake
The Jawbreaker
Less Than Able Gable (okay, that's a giveaway)
I love that lurid, gossipy shit. It always makes me have new respect for Joan Crawford who fucked every man or woman who interested her. She was the Queen of Fuck. One of her longest lasting affairs with a woman was with Barbara Stanwyck.
"Can't taste anything, I habe a code" "Extra spicy then! Cook will love this!"
I have a mental image of the hostess turning back and yelling "BREAK OUT GHOST CHILIS!" over her shoulder at the kitchen.
Emmett's we needed because of baseball tournaments, if you can believe that.
I believe it because of Law & Order!
I believe it because of Law & Order!
It's a big freakin' deal in Little League because there's been so much cheating. (I'm looking at you Taiwan.) So not only every all-star season, but every tournament we'd have to turn in a birth certificate proving his age.
I believe it because of Law & Order!
Also, I take some small comfort that my friend Lars was on a Law and Order and had a scene with Orbach and Noth, and that even though he's out of acting he'll probably be on cable forever.
I'd just count it as eager server with a mind like a trap and be bemused.
I just realized I can only rely on my dad for stories of his childhood antics. And he doesn't relate them, I got them all from Carol. Ditto family history. Fuuuuuck. It's all gone. She also had all the family memorabilia, cause she actually cared about that stuff, dad didn't. I guess it'll go to her daughter, but I don't know if she cares about that stuff. I guess I'll wait a bit and talk to my cousin and uncle, see what they want to do. My uncle may want to hang on to stuff that was hers for the hole in his heart. Or maybe Karen has an interest in that. And that's fine. But I'd like someone who cares to get it eventually.
What's the name of the book, Hec?
Speaking of Undercovers, I thought it was fun. Has possibilties. And the female lead has a fab ass. Envy. Male lead is adorable, but dude, that car? On a CIA salary? Or a 5 y.o. catering business? Was he on the take?
And his very precise facial hair was distracting, it was so sharp. I'll be watching it.
You know who else is utterly compelling to watch? Shakira. I caught a glimpse of her on Letteman, via some web site or another, and good god damn, woman. The song was meh, but I could watch her dance, and with that body, for a while. She skews my Kinsey a bit.
And his very precise facial hair was distracting, it was so sharp. I'll be watching it.
YES! It freaked me out how it went up to his no hair and stopped so abruptly.
Matt, I'm sure there are times where the networks go "OMG, we made a terrible mistake! Abort! Abort!" but a lot of the time they're expecting the initial numbers to be the verdict when that's not necessarily so. I was reading some tweets from an ICM agent a while ago pointing out films that "underperformed" the opening week but found their audience afterwards and made very strong numbers. But H'wood right now seems to be all about the opening weekend so they'll screw things for themselves by labeling something a "failure" to the public when it's not necessarily so.
Of course, I'm just spinning gears here. H'wood suits have been stupid for a long time now.
