Last night dad and Lynn took me out to RL's to eat dinner. I LOVE RL's with a passion. The title stands for Real Louisiana. The cook, also named R.L., studied under Paul Perdone, the famous New Orleans chef, who is actually famous as Emril. Well, RL used to cook at Perdon's restaurant before he went off and created his own, which he located in Covington, out of all the places in the world. Dad and Lynn went to New Orleans last week and told the waitress at Perone's that RL now cooks in Covington. They appeared shocked and said the last time they heard from RL, he was in New York, and "to bring his black ass back to New Orleans." Dad and Lynn went to RL's after they got back and asked the waitress at RL's to deliver the message to the back. I forgot to mention that RL never comes out to greet. He's always in the back cooking. I think he's the only cook also. Dad and Lynn are quite known now at RL's by the waiting staff. Well, last night RL came out and greeted us. Dad was shocked. RL was a tall, lanky black man who had a strong New Orleans accent. The best part was he stood wearing his pajamas. How cool is that? The came out, thanked us for coming, shook all of our hands, talked for a few minutes and resided to the back. It was really cool! Dad says RL's is literally some of the best eating he's ever done. RL makes all of his food by scratch, and with love. His sauces are amazing, because its like nothing that I have ever tasted in my life. And it's pretty fancy. Minimum lighting, creating a moody atmosphere and deep-tone jazz music playing over the speakers. I heard Louis Armstrong's rendition of "Mack the Knife" and it got me all excited.

And my laptop is working again. I swear it chooses when it wants and doesn't want to work.

Okay, so I just procrastinated a little while since writing this entry. I trotted off to see what plays were being performed in New York this Spring and Summer. I'm dying to have another trip with Amy, and I want to take Drew for his graduation present. There are three really great plays I want to see. The Homecoming by Harold Pinter, November by David Mamet, and Rock & Roll by Tom Stoppard. All three are being performed in small theatres and have some really cool people in them. Also, I just found out that the IFC theatre is doing a French Cinema week, where they show off new French films AND have the filmmakers come and be there live. They are showing Cedric Klapisch's "Paris" and Christophe Honore's "Love Songs." Not to mention BOTH filmmakers will present their films!!! God, I want to be in New York. Something always good happens their. Those filmmakers will never come to McDonough or Barnesville. Maybe I should carpe diem and go. It would be really cool to hear what these director's have to say. It's really interesting because Klapisch's Russian Dolls was first showing when Amy and I first went to New York. Maybe this will be like a reunion to both the city and the filmmaker.

Well, it's off to class. Tonight, Amy, myself and her friend Missy are going to see Peeping Tom tonight at Emory. I'm really excited about seeing it. I have the film on DVD, I just haven't gotten around to watching it. Maybe subconsciously I'm scared to see it and tonight will be some Freudian awakening for me. Not in the sense that I'll start killing people, but in the sense of thinking. I always love seeing mind boggling films that challenge anything. I'm excited.