I just slept for 14 hours straight after being awake for 30 hours, and I'm trying to remember what I did before working the last string of shifts. Ah yes... I was happy. We saw Mamet's Speed the Plow at the Barrymore Theatre. William H. Macy played producer Bobby Gould after Jeremy Piven withdrew from the role on account of mercury poisoning, from what he says is due to eating too much sushi. I really don't know why they would cast Piven for that role in the first place. Another thing that made me happy was going to a movie under what I think are the best circumstances-- during a late-night weekday showing, and arriving at least 30 minutes before it starts! I feel a little like Alvy (Woody Allen) in Annie Hall when he refuses to watch a movie because they missed the first 2 minutes of the opening credits. Anyways, so we finally saw Waltz with Bashir, which is the opposite of a happy feel-good movie-- but that's not why I wanted to see it. Right now, listening to the soothing voice of Natalie Merchant, eating spaghetti, and fantasizing about a new career (like this). Also wondering if there is some way I could start an IV caffeine drip on myself.

Lately it seems the city is quieter and just a lot emptier than usual. But it could be just me... I don't get out much. I take the N train home when everyone else is headed to the city to start their day, and then I sleep until the sun is down. Sigh. My sister is visiting this week, and since there is no good Thai food in Toronto, we decided to take her to Sripraphai in Jackson Heights for dinner. Our friend who lives on the same street asks, "Why do we have to drive all the way to Queens when there's a Thai restaurant across the street from us in Brooklyn?" Because after 10 years of eating great Thai food in Southern California, I have never had anything like their fried watercress salad. It's worth the 25-minute drive. Besides, the food comes out in like 3 minutes. And you can watch Alton Brown (or the Yankees game in the summer) on the TV screen while you wait. I love the atmosphere-- unpretentious.

Happy Valentine's Day!

#12.3 The Kooks - Ooh la by lablogotheque

This is one of the older take-away shows, but I still can't get over how great it is (especially the end) every time I watch it. Got off of work yesterday morning and for the first time I stayed awake until night (though I became increasingly delirious after 8pm!) It was an amazingly warm day, and I was still trying to digest the events overnight. Floating is a nursing term we use when we are assigned to a different floor other than the one we normally work on. So I "floated" for the first time, and of all the places-- to the VIP floor, where (I heard this first on the radio, so I don't think this violates HIPAA!) a certain US Supreme Court Justice is recovering from surgery. Flustered at first, but made it through the night alright with 6 "VIP"s in my hands, haha.

Went to the Moma today. Sometimes I find people watching more interesting.


My cousin from California is visiting. She is camera-shy.


Picked up some goodies from Eileen's Cheesecake.

I'm working tonight, but for all of you who aren't, you can see Leslie Cheung in Days of Being Wild at the Film Society of Lincoln Center tonight at 7:30 pm.

So it's 6 More Weeks of Winter

Benoit Debuisser print from L'affiche Moderne Catching up on:

• The speech and responses-- Althouse, Sullivan, and Newsweek
• Fun stuff-- regurgitating vultures, treating colds, Phelps' lung capacity,
• Netflix movie that's been sitting here for 3 weeks now

Now take a minute to vote (for Adam Cooper)