happy leaping

ah, the 29th of february. that day that comes once every four years to mess up your train of thought and drag what is generally the dreariest month of the year one day longer ...

but it's all good - it's warming up. i know it's probably just a temporary thing, but i have this optimistic hope deep inside that squeals at the thought of spring finally approaching. march will begin tomorrow, a trip to d.c. will (hopefully) begin in a few weeks and the winter will be far behind us soon - i hope.

anyhoo. oscar day - which means i will be getting in touch with my pop culture-craving self this evening. i recall watching the oscars last year, sitting in the living room with chloe and nicole, eating delivered chinese and lamenting the fact that they had cancelled most of the red carpet arrival coverage. damned higher terrorism alert levels interfering in our star-gazing.

i'm obviously not at arthur miller this aftenroon - by the time i called for a ticket, all the $75 seats were sold out. i would have been willing to pay $125 for a chance to sit down for a drink with a.m. or perhaps have his brain transplanted into my head. but for a play that isn't earning very good reviews in a preview setting nearly three hours away, i wasn't feeling it. i know, i'm a horrible theater person.

yet i'm somehow over it. hmm.