(Me with the sun in my eyes in Madison Square Park, photograph by Brian M.)
I didn't do anything this weekend. I just sort of floated around the apartment in a coma. I still haven't shaken the gloom of Sin City, now that you mention it. I really don't know what to talk about when it comes to listing the events of the weekend, but it was a couple of days of life, so I want to keep track in some way! Mostly I just articulated my motto: I'm more invested in being interested than in being interesting. Being interesting is for the birds; personality as persona is so early twenties, or early twenty-first century. Or both. Well, I do know that Jenny & I watched eight episodes of season two of Fringe. That is great for a number of reasons. One, it is a good show, but two, the movie version of The Last Unicorn is next on our Netflix queue. We also watched the Helen Mirren episode of Saturday Night Live-- I found the "Two Sides!" sketch to be uncommonly funny. Sure, it was a bunch of jokes made about Hugh Jackman being both "the most masculine man" as Wolverine & "the most feminine man" as host of the Tony's, or Gerard Butler being both the king of the Spartans & the Phantom of the Opera...but they weren't jokes at anyone's expense, but rather an exploration of the juxtaposition. Redefining masculinity, ya heard? We also watched an episode of Castle, & I watched a few more episodes of Robotech: "The Next Generation" while waiting for Jenny to wake up one morning. All of it wrapped in black gauze, trapped in a confusion of jet lag. I did manage to go to the gym on Sunday-- Ghostbusters 2 was on so I stayed on the elliptical a bunch, but I did my hour fifteen & I did a fair circuit of the other stuff. I'll take it. I saw Victoria for a second, said hi to her, but otherwise it was just the two of us. I joked to Jenny that it was nice to have a chance to relax & spend time together, now that our vacation was over. Today I had lunch with Brian & ran around like a chicken with its head cut off. I had hoped to sort of spend today catching up & getting situated after a week of not being here, but alas, there was other stuff in the way.