I formally pronounce this a Day of Weird.
I am clinically dehydrated and I just saw Sam Waterston in the grocery store.
On my way back from the doctor's office, where I was informed that my brain had gone prune-shaped (hence the spiking migraine-like headache and the general fogginess), I was buying eight liters of water and a bag of chips; he was buying an armful of roses and some snacks. I told him he had really good eyebrows. He laughed and told me to give mine time.
Apparently he is in town for Tom Stoppard's Travesties, which I must now go and see. You can't just compliment a guy's eyebrows in the checkout line and then not go see his play.
Meanwhile, I have all the effects of a staggering hangover without having drunk anything the night before. Does this strike anyone else as unfair?
Pass the next liter . . .
I am clinically dehydrated and I just saw Sam Waterston in the grocery store.
On my way back from the doctor's office, where I was informed that my brain had gone prune-shaped (hence the spiking migraine-like headache and the general fogginess), I was buying eight liters of water and a bag of chips; he was buying an armful of roses and some snacks. I told him he had really good eyebrows. He laughed and told me to give mine time.
Apparently he is in town for Tom Stoppard's Travesties, which I must now go and see. You can't just compliment a guy's eyebrows in the checkout line and then not go see his play.
Meanwhile, I have all the effects of a staggering hangover without having drunk anything the night before. Does this strike anyone else as unfair?
Pass the next liter . . .
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