A Little of This

This weekend was pretty cool. No happy hour on Friday as Emily was in Puerto Rico doing some wedding planning. Instead we went to see Breach - not bad. Ryan P. looks silly as a brunette. He also seems to have some sorta bump looking thing on his head. Chris Cooper is superb as the worse spy in American history. I love that shit. We were going to see The Number 23 as, yes, that's my number, but after I read that it's an "accidental comedy" we decided to skip out. Jim Carrey sometime gives me the heebie jeebies. I don't like his body movements.

Saturday we did the usual - chill out, cook, errands. In search of a new toaster, we also wound up purchasing a waffle maker. Now, I like waffles and pancakes, but I haaaate making them. I told Dan that if we were to purchase, he had to be the principal (principle? sorry, uh, retarded) wafflemaker. We went to a Johnson School party that night at Dan's friend Ojas' townhouse. His wife cooks amazing Indian food. It was nice to watch all the biz school alpha dogs get loose. They're quite the bunch. I was well into my drink-on when the party began to dissipate, so Danny boy and I headed to Chapter House for some Hoegaarden, PBR and darts. I also had a couple shots of Cuervo. It was a fun night.

I went through some of my cookbooks this weekend and made some decadent findings including chicken breasts with herbed goat cheese and basil - and baked cauliflower with parmesan and harvarti. Not bad. Dan recently has taken to flambeau - ing bananas in rum and brown sugar and serving over vanilla ice cream. Fuck me - it's good.

Sunday I slept a good portion of the day. It was fantastic. Shannon and I chatted during The Ocscars, which was a snoozer, but Ellen is good for a laugh. I still can't figure out why J-Lo is always a presenter. I mean when was the last time she made a good movie? Yes, you're all muttering Selena. The highlight of the evening was paired presenters Clive Owen and Cate Blanchett. Good Lord what a hot couple. I love it. I wanted their to be some upsets in the wins. Perhaps Cate could have taken Best Supporting Actress or Leo Best Actor. Maybe even Little Miss for Best Picture. Oh well. Helen Mirren is still a class act.

Today I worked, worked, worked. Finally realized it was three and I hadn't yet bathed. A rush to the mailbox and the bank and back to the grind again.

Time to eat dinner and watch Wife Swap. My head hurts. Signing off.