Some don’t like the expression “cheat day” –– from Body for Life –- but I decided it was really necessary after 8 days in a row of Bikram and jump roping and seeking cash injections (I also like that phrase’s junkie implications.)
So today, other than a beach walk with Susan, and a walk down Telegraph Hill in search of the cupcake storefront –– which was oddly closed –– I postponed exercise and work stuff entirely.
Belle and I finally saw the AVENGERS –– which our Producer Sarah cast –– mostly with an eye towards “could Thor make a credible extraordinarily fictionalized verison of me” (something most people probably don’t have as part of their viewing agenda) –– and LOVED it.
Belle actually crawled up into the stadium seat next to me and curled up by my side, but I didn’t get a photo. (Next time).
Dinner at Hillstone with Susan where I nearly died on a chicken bone –– which turned out to be a Campari tomato stem –– but resulted in a free salad (“WINNING!”).
And, most importantly, totally avoided the solar eclipse during our Avengers matinee which would have led to blindness, or madness, or maybe both.
And by the way –– for all us Buffy-obsessed folk, having Josh Whedon completely conquer the boy-driven action genre is Beyond Triumphant … It feels like a personal victory of the first order.
[And as a final footnote, an hour after posting the blog entry “Embarrassment of Riches” the demon Crowley used that very phrase to describe seeing the Winchester Boys + the angel Castiel in the season finale of SUPERNATURAL; eclipses, angels, demons, and the God of Thunder, and a “Cheat Day” … somehow it’s all working amazingly beyond anyone’s expectations.]
Stay tuned.
Menu
