Philip and I, still on our curry-kick had lunch at the Peacock Indian restaurant. It was okay. Tandoori and Nirvana are still better... but neither of them have a Sunday buffet.

We grabbed Allan and Mike and met Andrew and Emmeline at the Palace and saw RUNAWAY JURY. It was very good. (I would love to eat Rachel Weisz's pussy.) I enjoyed it a lot more than most movies of that genre. It's always kewl seeing our city on film. They even showed two shots of a house on the corner of Euterpe and Carondelet (right behind where I live).

You know the whole cast of RUNAWAY JURY stayed at the Ritz-Carlton... so I credit Andrew, Emmeline and all the other fine (and sexy) employees of that five diamond hotel for contributing their part to that film.

Later Allan, Mike, Philip and I had dinner at Zea Cafe. We all came up with the funniest idea for a comedic (non-porn) short film. I won't tell ya about it, cuz hopefully I'll actually make it soon.

Philip and I came home and watched THE WONDERFUL, HORRIBLE LIFE OF LENI RIEFENSTAHL on dvd from netflix.com. I admire the beauty of her work... even though the debate continues over her polititcs during World War II... and her friendship with Hitler. I identify with her... her need to create beautiful films... and her being misunderstood and ostracized...