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5/12/03 Brooklyn, NY the old

5/12/03 Brooklyn, NY

the old Madison Square Garden during last night's fog
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We began our various forays into Manhattan today by seeing a "couples therapy" shrink who, by all standards, appears to be the man for the job. He didn't bring a lot of pre-conceived notions into the gig, and after spending the hour with him, I didn't feel like I was given any assembly-line advice. He reminds me a lot of Jon Vaden if he had dropped the whole sports-show-producing thing and decided to go into marriage counseling. I think he and I would have found that very funny.

Afterwards, we visited the delightful Williams-Sonoma on 59th Street, where Tessa was re-convinced to fill our wedding registry full of cake pans, even though we still never bake anything. The only dish I found palatable was the bread pan, only because I have made lots of banana bread in my life, and know what happens when you use a shitty one.

The place exhausted the hell out of me, and frankly, the idea of registering at a place like that for our wedding has always seemed a bit predictable for two young white WASPs, but that's just me being an asshole. Truth is, we need good knives, even if we use them for pagan rituals. In further news about how gay I am, I bought chamomile ironing water, cuz I like the way it smells when I do my linen shirts.

I had been terribly psyched to play hoops with the Brooklyn natives tonight, but it turned out that the 52nd Street Project benefit dinner was on, so I had to sublimate my desires to run up and down a court screaming bloody murder, and get into a zoot suit for the shindig.

with Alex Draper, Lorraine Tobias and Tessa outside the Stanford White Bank Bldg. on Bowery

Those with a love of architecture and casual starfucking – would have liked the dinner. Edie Falco, Stanley Tucci, Lili Taylor and Elizabeth Shue were there, but my favorite dude was John Carroll Lynch, a character actor you may remember as Frances McDormand's bald husband in Fargo. We liked him because his little role in my fave movie this week - Confidence, the one with Ed Burns and Rachel Weisz – had us talking to each other in the theater. It's the ability to turn to the next table, tap a guy like that on the shoulder and tell him he's awesome - that's why we pay such insane rent here in New York.