Lazy NY Times Sunday
I woke up to Brad thinking he was going to get lucky. Normally, this would been a good thing - a REALLY good thing. Only, I couldn’t move. My legs were aching from Friday’s hike and my arms were immobile - completely useless, no joke, due to all the heavy lifting I did Saturday. Damn it all to hell. The one day I’m going to get some and my body has to go on strike…
Not to mention that I drank waaaayyyyy too much last night. Ugh. So my head was pounding on top of it all.
We ended up having a nice, leisurely morning in bed with the Times and Brad made me a delicious breakfast (also in bed) before we rolled out the door around 3:30pm to catch a screening of Munich at the Arclight after which we saw Kevin Bacon and Kyra Sedgewick leave the theater, each talking on their respective cell phones. I pointed at them proud to have even noticed and Brad remarked that he used to wait on them a couple times a month at Rain in New York. I was like, "I know, Brad. I know. I’ve heard the story a FEW times before."
Munich was loved by Brad. I thought it was pretty good. I’d recommend it. Spielberg makes an interesting subtle political statement about violence and what it begets. You should check it out.
Later that night, I was at home eager to catch Desperate Housewives and Grey’s Anatomy. I turned on the tube to find "Dancing with the Stars" instead of DH. Now, I don’t know why I’ve never watched it before, it was moderately interesting. But 2 hours for a season finale?!?!?!?!? Are you freaking kidding me???? Nothing happened whatsoever in this show!! Nick Laché’s brother Drew ended up winning and what a surprise. Yeah.
