Okay, so it is very hard to be stoic while cooking up a fever over 102. After a week that involved opening not one but two shows, while planning for two more this week and next, my body clearly decided it was time for me to lie down and stay down.
I started hallucinating; in my fog it seemed like someone had chosen Beyonce to sing all the songs at the Oscars. And I had this weird flashback to the early 90s - I swear, I thought Counting Crows was there. But I must have just been dreaming because there's NO WAY Durwitz would still have his hair like that in 2005, right?
UPDATE:
Well, despite the fever receding below a slow braising, whatever bug is currently monkeying with my system figured out some new tricks yesterday, and I managed to eat exactly four and a half saltines and eight forkfuls of plain pasta. Whee! I won't go into the rest of the details - when it's about the baby, at least I can say "no, but it's CUTE..."
Eating today, cautiously. Up and around, also cautiously. Whee!
Posted by rjt at February 28, 2005 10:21 AMThat wasn't Counting Crows. It was Sideshow Bob's new band.
Posted by: beeg at March 1, 2005 11:11 AMGreat job! Keep up the good work. You may have been way off on that Lost in Translation entry (after all, ever heard on something called the "imagination" - perhaps you had a fever then, too) but the rest of your pieces are on point!
Posted by: Aji at March 1, 2005 12:13 PMBeeg: excellent point. It would have been bad enough if Durwitz's hair was merely *as bad* as it was way back when... he actually made it look worse...
Aji: Thanks for the long-time support, despite your wrongheadedness regarding LiT. I look forward to getting this bug up off my back so I can write more for us to agree or dis- about.
Posted by: rjt at March 2, 2005 01:50 PM