Mark & Me

It's a little late and I wasn't going to blog tonight BUT I just got sent a pic I had to share. It was taken on my birthday a few weeks ago at the Thai restaurant where I had dinner with the theatrefolk. This is Mark and I. Mark is wearing his white Al Pacino "Scarface" suit and he didn't even spill his Thai food on it - or my red wine - which is a miracle. (I'm going to treasure this picture!) Good friends and fried ice cream. It just don't get better than that.



While I'm posting the blog I wasn't going to write - I watched Kate Winslet in The Reader last night and thought she - and the film - were brilliant. I cried. ALOT.

Which I continued doing when I awoke this morning to hear that Michael Jackson was dead. I stared at the coverage for over two hours without moving - then dragged myself away, telling myself nothing was going to change if I stopped watching, and there was nothing to see.

Anyway, it's all been said, ad nauseum, and will be for days and weeks to come. But he really was a great, great star.