been overwhelmed w/work lately (2 assignments due w/in a day of each other. blows). and of course, i've been dedicating days to finishing the assignments, but that doesn't mean i don't procrastinate. since i can't justify going out when i'm supposed to be doing work, i end up watching movies. saw Harold and Kumar 2: Escape from Guantanamo Bay. totally what i expected (sex, fart, and stoner jokes-except they kill Doogie Howser. what's up w/that?). and there were definitely some great one-liners:
Zip it Hello Kitty.-i'm totes gonna call some other asian HelloKitty. new nickname for the blog? i think so.
I'm gonna rock out w/my cock out. You're gonna jam out w/your clam out.-Even better b/c Doogie Howser said it.
however, the best part of the movie is when Kumar recites "his" dorky math poem: The Square Root of Three.
I fear that I will always be
A lonely number like root three
The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine
For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality
When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three
Has quietly come waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer
We break free from our mortal bonds
And with the wave of magic wands
Our square root signs become unglued
And love for me has been renewed
apparently, the poem's real. however, it's debatable as to who the real David Feinberg is. there seems to be 3 possibilities:
1.he's a high school classmate of the makers of the movie who later went on to MIT
2.he's an author who died in 1994 from AIDS.
3.he's a comp sci homeroom teacher somewhere.
whatevs, the poem rocks.
speaking of dorky and adorable, i went to Merkato 55 for Debs' birthday dinner. was interested in checking this place out, altho i didn't hear good things. it's in the Meatpacking District of Little West 12th which i hate. but Debs works close to there and it was her choice. the food's supposed to be Ethiopian. eh...that's debatable. however, it def has some roots in Ethiopian food. but super-classy, super-trendy Ethiopian food.we started w/apps of the African Breads (it's got a bunch of options: my fave was the cornbread-ish one. totes delish) and Apricot Chutney. we also got Beef Kifto Tartar. definitely not what you would think of as tartar. it's more like grilled small cubes of beef in a flavorful gravy-like sauce. it was good, just unexpected. i went for the staple Spicy ChickenDoro Wat, which is a whole chicken drumstick and thigh in a pot. the meat was super tender but that was about it. and i'm not a big fan of Ethiopian bread (it's like a mix of a crepe and pancake). Debs got the Chickpea Dumplings and that was amazing. totally not what you would expect but very flavorful and delish.
on the way home, i took the A train back to Brooklyn. and who did i see on the subway? Finch from American Pie or, if you know his real name, wink wink to you DRC, Eddie Kaye Thomas. i couldn't really believe it, but there he was. and i prob looked like a real creeper b/c i kept looking at him b/c i just couldn't believe he was taking the subway. i get so easily star struck.