Penn

Well, dinner with Penn on Saturday night wasn’t bad. We met at this crowded Japanese restaurant down near NYU. He certainly had more gray hair than the average 38 year old; he was mostly salt with a sprinkling of pepper. We stuffed ourselves with sushi; the bill came to a hundred bucks, and it was all on him, so that was really really nice. After that we went to a couple of bars, had a couple of beers, and that was that.

He was a nice enough guy, kinda cute in a goofy sort of way. He has a loud, slightly obnoxious laugh, and at one point at the restaurant he was making a point about something apparently funny, and he pounded the table as he said it, making a loud rattle, and the people next to us (and another table next to them) looked over. That was kind of embarrassing. He also likes watching some sports, which I don’t.

Anyway, he’s a good guy, but I don’t see anything developing out of it. But my curiosity is sated, and I got fifty bucks worth of sushi, so I’m thankful for that.