Dimmy (Summy). Birthday (TV).

Had dim sum for the first time this past Saturday – it was a little birthday get together for me with a few friends. The friend part was excellent. I know fun, funny, smart, generous people and I feel pretty damn lucky.

The food part was mostly good too. I ate way too much, and this poor ex-vegetarian body felt a little hard done by with so much meat. The veggie/non-pork people had it better, though they had to wait longer. My advice to novice dim summers: order a few veggie/tofu dishes and fit the other bits of deliciousness around them.

And avoid the congee.

My actual birthday was very quiet. Tasty stir-fry made by the MJD, and we ate M&Ms and watched Six Feet Under, which has become a bit of an obsession for both of us. We had a 10 minute long conversation this morning amongst the showering and tooth-brushing about Keith taking mad joy in stalking David during the paintball game and how the game offered a different representations of gayness, and how Nate’s a pill whenever he’s on screen with any girlfriend.

Why does it feel more virtuous to watch shows on DVD than to flip the TV on and stare blankly for an hour or two?