My wallet got stolen at yoga last night of all places. Not happy. I had 55 bucks in there not including all the change I had and had prescriptions for not one but two of my happy pills. I’m stupidly procrastinating chasing up getting all my cards replaced, sigh.
Before that though I’ve been managing to have a good time. The night before last I went out for spuntini (Italian tapas) and went to see a French film called Hunting and Gathering which had Audrey Tautou in it (of Amelie fame). The spuntini I chose to eat were meatballs, a parmesan rice ball, crumbed fish fillet pieces and beer battered zucchini fries. It was a delicious meal! And the house white wasn’t bad either, been ages since I drank wine now that I seem to drink so much beer (living with a homebrewer will do that to you). After seeing the film we went to a local bookshop which I adore and I got Camille Paglia’s Break, Blow, Burn which is a poetry anthology and a graphic novel called Alice in Sunderland by Bryan Talbot which I found out about on Boing Boing. I also ordered (!!!) two books by the Californian poet whose poem I quoted in this entry - one is a book of his erotic poetry and the other a book about poetry.
The night before that I also went out to the pub with a workmate and had pumpkin soup with far too much cream and tried Pure Blonde beer for the first time. It’s supposed to be a low-carb beer (what an interesting concept, wouldn’t you agree?).
Over the weekend I went to see Beowulf 3D with a family friend which I really, really enjoyed. We got to wear these supremely geeky glasses which I’m still in possession of. They were far too big for my face and my friend said all I needed was the fake nose with the glasses. The screenplay was written by the darling Neil Gaiman (who has his finger in all manner of pies it seems!). God, to be as talented as Neil and capture the imagination of many, what a treat that would be.

Violent_Kitten | 10-Jan-08 at 10:30 pm | Permalink
So sorry your wallet was stolen love, that completely blows. I can’t believe it got stolen at yoga either!
I’m still drooling over that spuntini. Yum.