Thursday, November 11, 2004
Random Party Talk
My friend M. is a fabulous filmmaker. I'm sure her films are great also but what I mean is that she is goth-punk glamorous and spends her time shuttling between film festivals and parties full of beautiful people and movie producers.
Not so long ago she invited me to this party for the opening of a Yoga studio owned by a slender actress whose name I forget.
"Do you know what a palindrome is?" she asked.
"Of course," I said.
"You would. I had no idea. I thought it was a building in New Jersey. Near the Palisades."
No man seeing the way her eyes sparkled when she said this could ever believe that this was anything but a perfectly reasonable mistake to have made. If only I could convince her to start drinking again.
Not so long ago she invited me to this party for the opening of a Yoga studio owned by a slender actress whose name I forget.
"Do you know what a palindrome is?" she asked.
"Of course," I said.
"You would. I had no idea. I thought it was a building in New Jersey. Near the Palisades."
No man seeing the way her eyes sparkled when she said this could ever believe that this was anything but a perfectly reasonable mistake to have made. If only I could convince her to start drinking again.
