a history of me

The fury that is Christmas is almost over. I won't miss it or the throngs of people it brought to NYC this week.

Today I finally met Debbie, Kazu's girlfriend. Her flying experience yesterday was pretty horrible. Not only did she spend over five hours waiting for her flight to take off, once she finally arrived someone took her luggage. Thankfully she got it back but that meant she had to spend a long time looking for it at LaGuardia last night.

Anyway, as a trio we hung out for a while this afternoon. I took them to the Astor Place area where I like to hang out. We went shopping at Sunrise Mart and ate at the Otafuku. I was very eager to hear Kazu's opinion of the Otafuku's offerings as he is from Osaka, the home of takoyaki and okonomiyaki. He enjoyed it very much, which is good news for me because I'd hate to think that I've been eating inferior Japanese cuisine for four years. This also means I should enjoy any takoyaki or okonomiyaki I encounter when (if?) I go to Osaka next year.

Afterwards, we milled about and just looked around town. We spent some time in those stores in tents in Union Square, where I got some "mittens" which fold open so I can use my fingers whenever I need to. We went uptown so Debbie could see FAO Schwarz. I was kind of curious to see it myself as I hadn't been there for at least seven years. It's very different now; the clock and trademark "World of Toys" song is gone. The ludicrous luxury toys are still there, thankfully: anyone in need of a $50,000 Ferrari for a six-year old can still find one at FAO Schwarz.

I left the lovebirds to window shop and eat dinner together and came home to eat with Dad. We went out and saw The Aviator, Martin Scorsese's new film about Howard Hughes. Short answer: I didn't enjoy it as much as Gangs of New York.

I've got a full weekend of partying ahead of me, with planned functions on Christmas as well as Boxing Day. So I probably won't update again until Monday. Happy whatever, in the meantime.