So, I stayed at the office relatively late tonight (6pm) working on a memo for the judge, then went home to work on a short review for Film Comment, of the 7-DVD Unseen Cinema box set complied by Bruce Posner, et al. More on that later. But in the event, I spent more time in diarist-mode than critical-mode, and didn't make much headway on the review. I'd promised to drop by the Mark to say hello to Carrie at about 1am (in time for a drink just before closing). But by midnight I was ready for a break. And decided to start with a beer at the Voyeur. While there, I ran into Carrie (& Nicholas's) friend Bethany, who I'd met at the same place on Wednesday. We had a nice chat about heartbreak, and the various cures thereof. I took several pictures, but Bethany insisted I use this one. And I aim to please.
And when I finished my beer, I left for the Mark, where I watched Carrie work, nursing the mojito she recommended. Not bad, though I think their more traditional drinks are better. No pix inside, so here you see a self-portrait I made on returning home. Solely in order to test the camera. No, really.
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