Today's breakfast was at Val's because Mae's (not Maze or Maize) was too busy and it was cold and rainy outside. The food was o.k., and I wasn't seduced by the gyros poster. Our waitress had only 10% of her hearing in her left [?] ear due to a tragic violent bobby-pin incident with one of her nephews. Clearly, the answer is not to allow siblings to reproduce.
Back at home, I watched more Twin Peaks
while waiting to meet up with Carole for Master & Commander: the Far Side of the World
. We were originally going to see Elephant
but even I wasn't up for it. Depressing arty movies seem better suited to mid-week escapes.Master & Commander
was highly entertaining. I could watch tall ships for hours, so maybe that played a part in my enjoyment. It also featured beautiful footage of the Galapagos -- blue footed boobies
, swimming iguanas, flightless cormorant. Oh yes, naval battles, cool 19th century naval surgeries, a child amputee, string duets, the English Navy. Epic, and the speeches weren't even too corny. I couldn't ask for much more in a big holiday movie. I wish we'd seen it at the Cinerama.
After the movie, we had dinner at Ruby, I finished the Twin Peaks
tape (David Duchovny in drag may be a shark jump), went to Tully's for a New York Times
and chai cider. Now I'll try to read more of the paper before going to sleep.