The Long Weekend.
April 29, 2008
I apologize for the extended weekend; I had a special lady friend in town. I think I was a rather good host, even if my only indicator is complete exhaustion after four days of not working. We dined, we danced, and enjoyed a weekend of merriment all around. There was a sunset in Malibu, drinks and basketball in Venice, and even a lunch in Los Feliz (pronounced Las Filas) followed by an hour in Griffith Park (thank you Phoebe, JT, and Barbara). Good times all around.
I mentioned in a previous post that I enjoyed the John Adams HBO series. Unbeknownst to me, however, I had not actually seen the final episode. Really good stuff, especially the 20 minute letter reading montage between Adams and his no-longer-estranged-friend Jefferson. I will mention again, at the risk of completely repeating myself, that I am not a serious enough man to have lived in those times. They didn’t even have TV.
My love for a certain male democratic presidential candidate is dwindling. He can’t even be interesting on the Daily Show. Even Jimmy Carter sounded like a badass on the Daily Show. In today’s NYT, Billy Kristol takes it upon himself, as the giver of credit due, to mention how that female candidate is being mistreated by the news media. I don’t know what exactly, but something about this creeps me out. The democratic party should be able to get a half-blind lemur elected president, if only there was one around.
