Thursday, October 30, 2008
He Talk Funny One Night



Monday night saw Kelley and I join the literary and hipster crowd for a reading by David Sedaris at the War Memorial Opera House in San Francisco. Beforehand we met Kelley's excellent friend Shelby for dinner at Farmer Brown, a soul-food restaurant that makes a fine pulled-pork sandwich, and prodded her to join us for the reading. Add another of Kelley's friends, Alison, who was there as well, and you have four people who rather enjoyed themselves.

We made our way up to the balcony, and Sedaris began with a piece about undecided voters. I'd yet to get around to it, but Kelley had read this one, and her doubling over in laughter at a seemingly innocuous point of the story had me at first confused but then braced to join her (the literal side of the when-she-is-happy-I-am-happy coin). Indeed it was a good passage:

To put [undecided voters] in perspective, I think of being on an airplane. The flight attendant comes down the aisle with her food cart and, eventually, parks it beside my seat. “Can I interest you in the chicken?” she asks. “Or would you prefer the platter of shit with bits of broken glass in it?”

To be undecided in this election is to pause for a moment and then ask how the chicken is cooked.

In an interesting sidebar, he told us the original version put it as "human shit," but an editor at the New Yorker thought that inappropriate. The next time, at work, that I am haggling with a writer about an empty athlete quote or statistic, I will recall with some longing how much more fun the job can be.

Sedaris went on to read some unpublished material--about how Americans dress when flying ("It's as if the person in the seat next to you had been cleaning a pig before suddenly deciding, Fuck this, I'm going to Los Angeles!"), looking gay in Costco, and his adventures while on a book tour--and to take a few questions. Kelley and I could not recall an hour and a half passing so quickly or enjoyably. (For a sense, watch this video of Sedaris on the Letterman show reading Kelley's favorite story.)



We stayed over at Shelby's, and the next day bummed around the Sunset neighborhood of the city, eating a crap breakfast and ducking into a bookstore or three, before heading for the Museum of Modern Art. We had always seemed to be in the city on a Wednesday, when the museum is closed, and so were eager to finally have a look around. Alas, it was a bit underwhelming. The Frida Kahlo exhibit was gone, but it turns out now it's at the San Jose Museum of Art, and Kelley already has us going. (sigh) The things I do for ...


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Monday, October 20, 2008
Hot Date


Midterms are in full swing for me, and with Chris on vacation this week we were in need of a break. So we went over to the old Stanford Theater for the 50th anniversary showing of Alfred Hitchcock's Vertigo. The theater is this great, old building--red curtain, balcony, a guy playing the organ as you come in. It's awesome, especially if, like us, you're a couple of old souls trapped in young bodies.

There were a few drawbacks. Namely, the windbag Stanford film smarty-pants who spoke FOR-EV-ER before the film. Also, upon emerging from the movie, we learned that we had missed a great baseball playoff comeback by the Red Sox. Even so, we had a fun night and I think we'll be back. For anyone in the area in a need of a little nostalgia, I highly recommend going. Although, with the way the economy is heading, it might be a little too familiar.




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Friday, October 10, 2008
Is it April yet?


So it's been almost a week since the Cubs (How would Chris put it?) wet the bed and he's back to thinking "Wait until next year." Poor guy. That first 24 hours post-loss, Chris was all sort of melancholy (listening to sad song about the Cubs, reading depressing blogs about it). I'd hate to see him deal with an actual break-up. He would be in sweatpants, eating ice cream for a month.

I will give him credit for accepting it so quickly, something that surely comes after repeated disappointments. Now he's rooting for the Red Sox to win the playoffs, again trying to forget the pain of heartache by sleeping around ;)

I was pretty disappointed too having experienced my first Cubs heartbreak and found myself wondering how I got tricked in to liking this team in the first place? My Giants never promised me the world and then swung at every pitch like a girl in little league. Humph.

On the bright side, our lives lack any credible sadness so I guess the Cubs serve as an important outlet. Is it April yet?

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Saturday, October 4, 2008
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Andy at Desipio might have a better one.

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Thursday, October 2, 2008
Going for: boyish optimism

Let's get some runs. And hits. Hell, how about some patience at the plate. And definitely some defense. All of that. Quickly. Please?


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