Oh what a weekend I’ve had. Yesterday was such a late night with the 35th birthday party I attended in the city. We went to The Spot, which was such a great place. The service was awesome: the owner Frankie J came out and greeted us, the bartenders were really nice and friendly and the food was amazing. I had a Thai-style salmon dish with amazing mashed potatoes. I wanted to eat more but just couldn’t. On top of all that, with the birthday party deal, drinks were only $4 each. Totally amazing.
So needless to say, I didn’t sleep much last night. It was too hot this morning that I couldn’t sleep much past 8:30 even though I went to bad at 3:30. So I got up and putzed around until I had to jet over to a college graduation party for my friend. I felt bad because I wasn’t able to stay for very long (just a few hours) because right after that I had my cousin’s middle school graduation plus 14th birthday party. (Too many celebrations in one weekend). I thought I was going to explode with all the eating I was doing (I didn’t want to be rude). We had Chinese food for dinner—and enough to literally feed the whole block. I took my knitting along and actually took out during the family get-together. For some reason, people my age give me strange looks at my complete obsession and devotion to the knitted craft. Old relatives are much kinder.
When I finally got home that night around nine, I put in The Last King of Scotland, featuring Forest Whitaker who played General Idi Amin Dada, former president of Uganda. The film shows Amin’s brutal regime in the 70s through the eyes of his physician who barely got out of the country. It was a very well done movie that was powerful, poignant and sad. I know that Amin was not the last dictator to show such brutality and that even today they are running nations and affecting millions of lives. What made the film even sadder is that Amin lived until 2003 exiled in Saudi Arabia. I think that’s the worst part of it all—that such a terrible man was able to live out such a long life.
Also last night, I watched Chinatown (an AFI 100 movie). Starring Jack Nicholson and Faye Dunaway, the plot weaves a picture of mystery, intrigue, family lies and love all masked behind a water scandal. Nicholson’s character tries to solve the puzzle but in turns dives too deep into the world of the main characters. I really liked this movie a lot.
The weekend is only half over but it feels like a week.