01 May 08

All hits all the time. Went to see my neighbor’s band play, but got there too late. This was the sensible alternative to the band I actually got to see.

30 April 08

Feeling Feisty on 34th Street. Walking up to meet M5 for the Feist show the Empire State Building looked so small…

29 April 08

laces/wires. my phone snapped this beauty on the corner of my street.

when I was a kid, an episode of 60 minutes said shoes on a wire means someone died there. upon further research I’ve learned people have a lot of other ideas, the most popular of which: a drug/crack dealer is nearby. ugh.

other suggestions are: someone lost their virginity there, in italian neighborhoods–which mine is– someone (or lots of someones) wanted to leave their mark on the block, or, the ever popular, kids were just being dumb.

I think, judging from my own experience in nyc developing the stinkiest feet I’ve ever had in my life, these puppies just needed a break from pounding the pavement…

28 April 08

wii’re spying. the neighbor boys just got a new game. and beer. so they invited their best friends over (also roomates) for a manly double-date. sometimes joy (and entertainment) can be that simple…

27 April 08

Sunday stupid sunday. I dove into season 2 of The Wire yesterday. This is kind of how it looked from my angle on the couch. (imagine long dog fighting for space near my feet.)

26 April 08

Paper trail on Metropolitan Ave. Every now and then I come across random stuff on the street. When I lived in S. Williamsburg, I came across thousands of rubberbands–tiny red ones–that covered the sidewalk for 4 or 5 blocks. As the days went by, I saw them spread further apart and blend in with the other street trash until the were no longer a show-stopping pattern. Saturday night, while walking back from a show/birthday party/CD release party I came across thousands of napkins. I have no idea why they were covering the walkway or how thousands of napkins would be ever decide to jump ship, but there they were. Unavoidably and inexplicably part of the terrain and conversation on the way home.

25 April 08

Happy Friday. To get into the spirit of the weekend, I took Cheddar to the dog park for a while, then walked up into Greenpoint and around McGolrick park. We strolled along enjoying dope rhymes floating in the cool breeze. The aforementioned dope rhymes included (amongst other things) “mad metaphors,” “a dead baby” and “f*ucking your wife” to the tune of smashed 40. Look for it on iTunes this summer.

Awww…spring.

24 April 08

Something tells me that a bouncy, air castle does not give children an accurate perception of what mommy and daddy do all day, but then, I’ve been wrong before. Welcome to ‘take your sons and daughters to work day’ in the office. Not pictured: Disney music, face painting, clowns, popcorn and cotton candy.

23 April 08

I want to be her when I grow up, even though she’s younger than me. Much younger. Damn.

22 April 08

Caption this.