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July 18, 2005


Ce suo zai na li?

Kit's back in town for the 28th Asian American International Film Festival. Missing played yesterday to a packed house.

I've been shooting photos for the event, and so it's been a crazy past few days. Thursday night I was at Lincoln Center, Friday night at the Asia Society for opening night screening and gala. It's been fun, and a little nerve-wrecking. Towards the end of the night on Friday I started shooting with my new Holga flash. Not used to the fact that it has a lens cover, I took a picture of Eric. "Dude, you left the lens capp on!" He laughed and I quickly took another photo of him after removing the lens cover. I told him it was on purpose so that I could get the better second shot. He nodded knowingly.

Saturday I was back at the Asia Society to pick up what I could before heading to dinner with Eric and Kit. We ate at Typhoon and Kit picked up the bill. She looked at the check for the three of us and exclaimed how cheap it was. In London, she said it would have been twice that for two people.

We walked Eric to Union Square and then took a cab west to Opus 22 where Stevie was having the first of his birthday celebrations. It was late; we were tired. Kit napped in the cab. I had to stop him at the right corner. He was ready to take us to 42nd.

Cherry arrived and we chatted and mingled and then decided it was time to go home. Stevie tried to get us to stay for karaoke, but Cherry had a meeting the next day, Kit was jetlagged, and I was just tired. We said goodnight and took off downtown in a cab.

Sunday, we were back at the Asia Society for Kit's screening in the Table for One shorts program. As people arrived at the theater, the ushers would ask, "Table for one?" "Why yes." "Right this way, sir," as they lead them into the theater. Or pointed out empty seats from the door.

Afterwards, we went to K-town for dinner. Cherry's been taking Chinese lessons, and Friday night she kept asking me where the bathroom was. At dinner, Renee kept pointing out food and saying the word in Chinese. Cherry said that she was going to take her out to lunch once a week if she would speak in nothing but Chinese. Kit and I finished the sake. By the time I got home I was ready to crash. Posted by eku at July 18, 2005 9:18 AM
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