I worked at home today, partly because I’d tweaked my back overnight and partly because I’ve become more productive at home than in the office. Must have something to do with wearing pants.
Anyway, I had the urge to watch The Royal Tenenbaums during the day, so around 4:30 I put it on and took care of some e-mails.
After it finished, I took Rufus out for his evening walk, and as we climbed one of the big hills up the street, I thought, “Of course you wanted to watch Tenenbaums today! Your dad’s 71st birthday is tomorrow!” For someone so inward-obsessed, I’m amazed that it took me so long to make the connection.
On the plus side, Dad doesn’t seem fazed by the fact that we’re going out to dinner tomorrow night at a restaurant with the same name as his mother.
Weird. I got the urge to watch Royal Tenenbaums again over the weekend (so I did). Maybe it’s just going around? (although my dad turned 71 on the 9th … )
“chateau” is a very handsome name for a woman
Also, I was recently compelled to re-read “Hapworth 16, 1924.” Must be something in the air.
She was French! Oh, and I ordered all of Salinger’s Glass books during the movie; I don’t think I’ve ever ready anything of his beyond The Catcher in the Rye. But at least it’s not another 0-fer post!
I cannot believe that Berta’s Chateau is still in existence – I thought it had died years ago