THOUGHTS WHILE WATCHING LAST NIGHT'S GOSSIP GIRL
(Time codes unavailable, because I watched it on DVR.)
--:-- I wholeheartedly agree with this statement: "There is nothing wrong with eating Chinese food on Thanksgiving." (emphasis mine) (Source: Lily van der Woodsen)
--:-- I wonder what Blair Waldorf's Chinese sidekick is eating for Thanksgiving.
--:-- (For Thanksgiving this year, I ate a turkey roasted Peking Duck-style.)
--:-- It would be entertaining if America's Next Top Models ran into the cast of Survivor: China during their "Shanghai adventure," and then Richard Gere barged in and un-yoked them all.
--:-- It would have been entertaining if Richard Gere of I'm Not There had pulled back a branch, only to see Richard Gere of Days of Heaven peering soulfully back at him.
--:-- Chinatown Brasserie on Lafayette: where the food is as bad as the decor is authentic. Note the globular ceiling-mounted, Tiananmen-style surveillance camera--like the one that opens Gere's Red Corner.
--:-- All things considered, though, Gere wasn't terrible in I'm Not There.
--:-- But Christian Bale--was he going for Dylan or W. Bush with that ridiculous accent? Sidebar: It would have been entertaining if the journalist looking for the Bale of I'm Not There had been the plucky bloodhound Christian Bale of Velvet Goldmine.
--:-- Favorite line from a book I read this year: "Don't be ridick!" From G.V. Desani's recently reprinted strobelight of a novel All About H. Hatterr.
--:-- (Wait, what the hay? Christian Bale is British? This changes everything.)
--:-- I thought the Humphreys (or is the plural form Humphries?) lived in Williamsburg. Why are they playing football in DUMBO?
--:-- That Boredoms show in DUMBO was one of the best things ever. And now they're playing touch football there. As if it never happened.
--:-- I can't believe that somewhere on Lily van der Woodsen's C.V. of Life lies the line "once spent eight hours on the Ohio turnpike with Jane's Addiction."
--:-- I need to finish that dissertation.