Last night Allen came over just after seven o’clock to watch Mozartballs for the first time. He also brought with him a bottle of champagne. (If you ever come to my house and bring a bottle of wine you’ll always be invited back.) After a little chit-chat with the family, he, Nettl and I retreated upstairs to the family room and sat back to watch the film. I was a little nervous about Allen seeing it. He’s professor of Musicology at OSU, so his opinion was very important to me. Well, he loved it and we sat around discussing it for hours afterward. Nettl went to bed at one, and Allen and I continued talking about music and drinking wine until four in the morning. Needless to say, I’m a wee bit hungover today, but I don’t care. I had a great time.
Oh, and I found out Allen still be here for the screening party.
Thanks to Bob, I now have “In Cars” by Gary Numan stuck in my head.
I think I need some tomato juice…