Thursday July 26 2007
Walked the long walk, and i’m happy to have almost shaken this rummy cold. Home and watched more Ian Richardson. I can’t get enough of this guy. He’s so funny. There was a scene in an Indian restaurant, and they were naming all these Indian dishes, and I absolutely had to have Indian, so I texted around to see if anyone wanted to go, but no takers, so I went solo, to Sitar($9). I took along Vanity Fair and read Dominick Dunne on Phil Spector, and to me, that bastard is guilty as hell. I don’t get rice anymore, which, while slightly sad, is the key to not eating too much. To the barber shop, and Carson said he did what he could to get some rain happening: “I washed my car, ” he said, “Well, I had it washed.” And it’s true, it’s so dry. To Hopkins for dinner, and it was grilled chicken, salad. Home and deliberated for a long time about what to wear, and the truth is, I don’t have too many summer clothes. Went with a long sleeve white-ish shirt and jeans. To city hall for the Eric Volz benefit concert, and there were a lot of people there I hadn’t seen in a long time. I saw Emily West, and she said her record was done, and my song wasn’t on it. I saw Mindy Smith, and she said she’s been riding her bike 13 miles a day. We came up with a funny band name: “The Puzzles” (laughs). The Bees ( The Seas) went on about 11 and played for 1/2 hour or so, and Hags did a great job on the bass. The sound was ok. Saw Cynthia (P. Kennerly’s girlfriend) and I’m glad she said hello. Let’s see, who else? Kevin Rhoades, and Griffin House, and he’s really good, Griffin. Katie Herzig, and who else? That guy Cayson who’s really nice. Fun evening. Home by 12, read some PG, and hit the h.