Yesterday was our 8th anniversary. G celebrated by going to her baby doctor while I was in school, and even though she wasn't scheduled for one, the doctor gave her another ultrasound. He was having a bad day and he wanted to make somebody happy to make himself feel better. Isn't that nice? Anyway, doc says that G is having a "nice, boring pregnancy." Zero complications, weirdness, etc. She hasn't even been getting ill (since switching to taking her special vitamins in the evening) at all. She gets tired more easily, but that is it. Anyway here is the picture of the little creature whom we have been referring to as "The Talking Walnut." (This is from the film Bad Santa. The pathetic child in the film, Thurman Murman, seems to think that there is some sort of being called The Talking Walnut. This is never explained, but apparently the Talking Walnut controls all, much as this Talking Walnut will control our lives. "Now I don't want an elephant at all. I want a gorilla named Davy for beating up the skateboarding kids who pull on my underwear and he can take his orders from the talking walnut so it wouldn't be my bad thing." I STILL don't know what the hell he is referring to.) ANYHOW . . . all is going very well and it's full speed ahead.

I ran over after a meeting at school to meet G at Miceli's for a little anniversary dinner, a little pasta amidst the dangling chianti bottles, very nice, and then I went off to a world premiere at the Cinerama Dome. It was for a The Cutting Edge, a documentary film on editing which opened the Hollywood Film Festival. Most enjoyable. I actually got to walk down the red carpet and everything! Sat with my school's production dean during the flick, which was very well done in most regards. There's a great moment when Scorsese says the editing in Breathless is "too hip" for him and I agree 100%. It was great seeing all these editors walking up the red carpet and getting their pictures taken by a small group of photographers. This NEVER happens, never! NOBODY knows who editors are, and if we're doing our job right, nobody even knows what we do! Afterwards there was a reception; I had a few beers and met a couple of folks, most notably a hero of mine, Anne V. Coates, and if you don't know who she is, well, you're just proving my point about nobody knowing who editors are. Anne cut Lawrence of Arabia, among 50 other films, and it was a great pleasure to be able to shake her hand and express my admiration for her work.

Today we have Master's Sminar at school with a film called Stander, directed by Bronwen Hughes, who will be on hand to answer questions. Then it's a brief dinner break and right into a screening of Vertigo; supposedly another hero of mine, films restoration genius Robert Harris, will be on hand to discuss the sparkling restoration of this great Hitchcock film. Life is good.