Monday June 25 2007
To the airport at (!) 4:30 and Roger drove me, and he got lost, and didn’t get home until my plane landed in NY! Poor guy. Then I couldn’t get in touch with Greta, so I just chilled out in David Gherke’s hotel room and watched Wimbledon. Gimelstob was playing Roddick. Finally, Greta called, and she had been in Nova Scotia for Ryder’s christening. Cabbed it down to her place ($12) and chilled out for a while. Then she said she was going to the opening of Ethan Hawke’s new film “The Hottest State”, and it was good film, but I had to pee, and it was such a small theater, and we were sitting close to the front, so everyone saw me get up. It was horrible. But Ethan was very gracious, thanking everyone very eloquently. He’s a good speech-maker. Josh Rouse and Paz and Paloma Suay came to the reception, and I met the actor Mark Webber, and Jimmy Fallon came over and talked to us for a minute, and he’s very quick, and of course, funny. Also, as everyone says, a phenomenally nice guy. Talked to Frank Whaley on the street, and he remembered visiting Nashville years ago. We all legged it down to a bar called “Walker’s”, and wound up talking to the songwriter Jesse Harris, but he didn’t seem very interested in me. Ethan’s fiancee was very funny, and charming. I realized at a certain point that I was quite drunk, and it was time to go.