Jeez, it suddenly seems like I now can hardly walk about the city without tripping over yet another celeb. Having dinner with my cousin's 'ex' (what exactly is the term for your cousin's husband when she has died?) @ Mughlai when who should pop up next to us (on a date, no less) but Sex & the City's very own 'Burger'

So, just jotting down a few highlights:

Marathon training is a bust--I pulled the plug and canceled this morning.

Yesterday, I bumped, literally, into Christine Lahti at the SE corner of 59th & Broadway. She is tall! And absolutely charming--I, the clod that I am, bump into her and she ends up apologizing, profusely--and gorgeous.

And this afternoon, almost bumped into Isabella Rossellini on W86th. just past CPW. Now, I have to fess up, I am not a 100% sure it was indeed IR but, regardless, I made sure I apologized handsomely this time around. She, like a typical New Yorker, barely even gave me a glance: c'est la vie!