So the Lakers still lost. Hooray! When they assembled the dream team with Gary Payton and that darn Karl Malone, I thought they’d be unstoppable and I was just hoping that they wouldn’t make as far as they did. Today they even brought in the worst of the worst: Rick Fox. It made the loss that much more fun to watch.

I even called Il and told him to watch the 4th quarter. He was convinced he’d jinx the game, too.

Oh, and I told Il that I knew the woman who sat next to us at the David Sedaris show looked familiar. She works out at the same gym I go to. He wanted to know if she asked about “the cute guy I was with.” If she did, I’m sure she’d also ask if we were a couple.

Oh, and I watched Tokyo Story yesterday. Sure it was kind of depressing, but not as horrible as I had feared. There are good people and there are bad people and the kids weren’t as nice as you’d hope. But for some reason, the movie was kind of refreshing.