We're having an absolute blast in the city. I think it's our ninth trip together and so far, probably the best (although it's always tough to beat a NYC Christmastime trip...).
So thanks to the amazing J.E. (my celebrity friend) we got to attend a really cool event where celebrities read poetry. OK. I was completely starstruck by James Gandolfini laughing through his poetry readings (he walked right next to Mr. LC and we were only 15 feet or so from the podium in this little performance space), impressed with Amber Tamblyn, and also got to see Claire Danes, Sapphire (author of "Push") and Patricia Clarkson. On our way between the cocktail pre-party and the actual event we passed Hayden Christensen, looking ridiculously un-inconspicuous in a long trench coat. It was 80 degrees.
At any rate, the next day we saw Jeremy Sisto in midtown and then Peter Frechette in Chelsea. I know you may not know who he is, but he was in thirtysomething so alas, I am a fan.
It's been nonstop fun!
From biking through Central Park, to walking the new HighLine Park, to taking the Staten Island Ferry (dorky, yes, but a great way to see lower Manhattan from the water)...to walking about 8 miles today (seriously, I used google pedometer to see how far we walked when we got back to the room) while shopping in SoHo, NoHo, the West Village, and then hitting a great little Indian spot in Curry Row in the East Village....we're just having a blast.
I'd live here in a heartbeat if there was a way.
Anyone have a spare couple of million?
So here we are, loving life and then gnoshing some very hot Indian food...
And then there was this, which really? If anyone gets these tattoos of utensils on someone's calves, can you please clue me in?
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