Oh, shit! He wrote The Ice Storm. And Garden State! Hmmm...being a writer exposes one to genius. Must practice harder apparently.
Meanwhile, Christine and I did daiquiris and Coronas this evening on the patio while Lucho watched Harry Potter (the only child-friendly DVD I own) and had mac n' cheese in the AZ room. She's dropping Lucho off and picking me up in half-an-hour for white chocolate martinis and 9 o'clock apps across the street at Cuvee. Thank god for friends with kids and jobs who can still be convinced to go out on a Thursday!
Day One of Rodeo Holiday a success after all! I am leaving the building!