In an effort to do something topical (and to get away from my computer for two hours) I agreed to watch Enron: The Smartest Guys In The Room with Searcy. I have already seen it, but I figured it was a good way to celebrate the verdict, and Searcy’s girlfriend is out of town and I sense that he is lonely. About half (1/2) way through the documentary all of the power on Searcy’s block went out and we sat there in the dark until I (totally wittily) said “Fitting”. And then we laughed for what seemed like a few seconds. Then Searcy said. “Yeah, that is pretty ironic”. I still think it’s more fitting than it is ironic. After a few minutes of sitting in Searcy’s apartment by candlelight, I decided that even though Lay and Skilling will be behind bars, Enron still got the best of us tonight and we would not be watching the incriminating documentary, so I left.

There is nothing as creepy as walking down long hallways and three flights of stairs in a totally dark 1920’s Hollywood apartment building.