Stacy Horn

In the morning I saw Over the Hedge with Jonathan. It was okay, I love Steve Carell, and apparently even the sound of his voice is entertaining.

And in the afternoon I saw Poseidon at the IMAX theatre with Jim and Cori. That was a lot of fun. I think it was mostly due to the IMAX experience, it’s hard to say for sure how good the movie really is, but still. This is what holiday movies are about. This is me and Cori behind Lincoln Center, waiting for the movie to begin. There are lots of nice spots to sit all around Lincoln Center, although I do miss sitting inside. But the opera and the ballet are SO expensive. (Later, we had dinner at Tartine, which was fabulous. It’s only a couple of blocks from me, on the corner of West 4th and 11th, it’s delicious and reasonable.)

Not only have they not aged but Josh seems to be going backwards. This is Sue (Grady) Fitzsimmons and Josh Chu aka Slacker. They used to work for Echo, and back when Echo was run out of my apartment.

Here’s an old picture that shows what a wreck my place was while that was going on. Sue sat at the desk to the left, I sat at the desk to the right (Josh sat on the couch). Modems were piled on the shelves, computers under the desks, and wires all over the place.

Sue, if you scroll down to May 18th, you’ll see what it looks like now. I got rid of the desk. It’s still a little cluttered because I’ve got books, tapes, and boxes of papers from Duke piled around. You’ll appreciate this – I had the air conditioner taken away and overhauled and cleaned. The pigeons still use it for a home, apparently.

In any case, Sue and Josh, it was great to see you again! You both look gorgeous. Lunch was fun!

Someone I went to high school with left a comment here yesterday! I love getting email from people that I went to high school with. Thanks to Echo and my books, I’m easy to find on the internet so I do hear from people from time to time. So fellow Huntington High School grads — email away! I love hearing from you.

PS: I’m trying to be all subtle about how old I am and people keep saying, “Oh, don’t worry about turning FIFTY,” and, “Hi Stacy! Happy 50th!!” Or, “Yeah, FIFTY is not such a big deal.” And so on. (Denial-busting meanies.) Okay. FIFTY, FIFTY, FIFTY. I surrender. I am as old as the hills and getting older as I type. Imagine that scene from about 50 million horror movies where the character suddenly ages to their true age, then turns into a skeleton, then dust, and then is blown away until there is nothing left. THAT’S ME. (In 12 more days. For now, I am still technically “in my forties,” which doesn’t sound as bad … as that other age.)

ME: Right this very second Finney is curled up and warm on my lap, as I drink my coffee and Echo.

My Friend Cricket: Right this very second Bean is curled up and warm on my lap, as I drink my coffee and Echo.

ME: Prove it. I want pictures. [So she sent me a picture of the most adorable Bean.]

So I had to send her a picture of the most adorable Finney. Note that Cricket is wearing a blue tshirt and I am wearing a pink!

Finney’s favorite new spot — where the air conditioner was. It’s coming back soon, though. It’s just getting cleaned. I’m sorry Finney!

Meanwhile, as some of you know, I run an online BBS-type place called Echo. We’re upgrading to a new machine, and as always happens, things are not working quite right. I can’t go anywhere in the meantime while the wonderful people working on it continue to tinker and try to fix all the bugs.

So I will be inside again all day today (we started yesterday) going a little nuts. More voices of the dead. Is there anything really great on TV today? Oh! How is Barbaro (the favorite for the Preakness who was injured right at the start)?? I was crying and crying. Please tell me Barbaro is going to be okay.