King Cole Bar

June 18, 2006

I can't believe I neglected to post on this. Before leaving New York, Robby corralled a large group of 20 something ruffians to hit up the old world King Cole Bar at the St. Regis Hotel. The bar is absolutely beautiful; exactly what you want from a midtown Hotel bar. The drinks were kind of hit or miss, but that's to be expected when your specialty drinks are designed for the tastes of the 1920's. 

Anyway, the real highlight of the night was the exploits of two 40-50 year old women who showed up looking for love. Neither was especially good looking, but both had the wonderful air of whore about them. I thought they were just there spending ex-husband's money, but it turned out they were in for more. At some point, a late 20's/early 30's male joined them and drank from their bottle of Crys. This continued for a time, before one of them started giving him a hand job. No joke. Eventually the two women left by themselves, leaving me incredibly confused as to what happened. 

A truly world class bar.  

Zany scheme watch: A very old idea of mine has attracted a level of interest from an extremely low level development executive at Paramount. The idea is totally untenable, and in no way will it be able to spring me from grad school and launch my dream of being a sitcom writer. Nevertheless, I will probably be spending way too much time in the next few weeks working on a treatment for a super-secret sitcom version of a once proud paramount property.

Awful Commercial Watch: I don't understand why someone did the Waking Life/Scanner Darkly animation style for a mutual fund commercial. Is it the way of the future? Will all things soon be animated in this way? Do actors' residuals go down if they're partially animated? Will I soon be animated?

"Interpreter of Maladies" and "Absurdistan": Both were good, but nothing great. Every story in Interpreter is the same, although all are written well, and some work better than others. Absurdistan was funny, but the end is a real letdown after a fantastic beginning. I also have to agree with Entertainment Weekly (and this is the first time I've ever felt one of their book reviews was accurate) that the real fault in the book is the fact we just don't care about the main character.