Sunday, September 24, 2006
The brash but now charmingly domesticated (by his girlfriend) Marty Beckerman was in town yesterday from D.C., so naturally we went to see Jackass Number Two. Marty and I are pretty different writers but we've known each other for a while now and get along well, despite intense political differences in the past. I'm looking forward to his next rambunctious book, whenever it comes out (Simon and Schuster utterly screwed him over and he's looking for a new publisher). Jackass Two has a guy sticking a fishhook through his cheek and jumping in shark-infested waters. Anaconda bites look painful. The elderly people skits always make me laugh the hardest. We went to Brooklyn and got lost a little; that was kind of painful as well. Also we saw a terrible martial arts movie about magic elephants or something. Good times.