Inside this post is an example of how cool my girlfriend is. On Tuesday she had arranged for us to pick up a friend from the airport. "No, wear that jacket," she told me, pointing to my heavier coat. I was tired from last night's Northwest Film Forum holiday party, so I didn't question. Plus, the car was probably pretty chilly.
We pull off toward the cell phone waiting lot, but then continue to the Jet Motel, which is the place we generally park when leaving town for short trips. Finally I question what's going on, and that's when she hands me the card informing me that we were going to New York City on a red-eye to catch a taping of The Colbert Report. It's an early Christmas present. I was in shock.
We flew to New York with no luggage, kicked around for the afternoon before becoming the first ones in line for the show. I'll talk about the taping in another post. Afterward we went and saw the tree at Rockefeller Plaza before heading down to see old friend "Cousin Michael" at Cafe Habana, a delicious SoHo Cuban joint down at Prince and Elizabeth with great Cuban sandwiches and even more delicious corn (it's the cheese they put on it, which is sort of like a Mexican feta). Then we hooked up with more friends for drinks and ended up at Baracuda in Chelsea, where we caught a very entertaining lip-synching drag queen before heading back to the room she booked for the night.
Anyway, Heidi (my girl) totally went all out, and she thought of everything, down to rescheduling the appointments I thought I had. She is the loveliest, coolest, most awesome and thoughtful girlfriend in the world, and I am lucky to be by her side.