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Thursday, August 28, 2003
So PISSED!
Of all the things I have to do in the next few days, now my Sprint bill is over $700. I called them up, because I haven't been using my phone any more than I usually do, and I have to go through my calls and write down the call # of every call I don't recognize. I just looked at my bill - it's ridiculous. There are 1 minute calls about every 3 minutes or so. Someone must have hacked into my phone or something. I don't know what it is, but now I have to write out all the phone numbers I usually call on a list and then cross check that list with the hundreds of calls on my bill this month.
Oh yeah, and I have to pack all of my worldly belongings for the move. You know, something minor.
Say hello to Stress.
In better news, I have made it to the third round of the application process for this Teach for America Recruitment Fellowship. I have a phone interview next week.
1:29 PM
Wednesday, August 27, 2003
I believe that file share is NOT a crime. I think mp3 sharing is good for music, good for artists, and a healthy part of the music industry. I do NOT think file sharing hurts artists - it only hurts the music industry middlemen. The cd purchases I have made in the last 3 years have been according to my tastes, not according to the crap I hear on the radio. I download all kinds of music, and the stuff I really like - I buy. I don't buy Audioslave or Linkin Park or Good Charlotte. I'd rather give my money to Radio 4, Ted Leo, or the New Pornographers.
If you agree, check out Downhill Battle.
Here is an excerpt from the site:
THE BIG 5 RECORD LABELS are not good for music. They built their cartel on a morass of exploitative record deals, pay for play radio, and album price fixing. They lock out any artist that rejects their terms and use their monopoly power to keep independent labels small and marginalized. Even musicians that succeed with major labels resent the unfair contracts they're forced to sign and the creative control they have to sacrifice. It's just as bad for fans: every year radio gets worse, CDs cost more, and now they're monitoring your home computer. It's way past time to end the major label death grip on radio, musicians, and everyone who likes music.
Filesharing and CD burning make getting rid of the music industry possible, and they provide the foundation for a new system that directly connects musicians and their audience. Everybody wins when the middlemen are gone. If someone can download music and give a $2 donation to the band, that's 1/8 the price for them and twice as much for artists.
10:34 AM
Monday, August 25, 2003
I took at inkblot personality test. Here's the results:
Christian, your subconscious mind is driven most by Sexuality
The world is a sexy place for you — your erotic self leads the way. Whether this is because you're presently in a great physical relationship or simply want one, you are much more aware of the sexual undertones in situations than most people. This heightened focus, coupled with your vivid imagination, can make you more likely to have original — at times risqué — interpretations of things that other people might see as innocuous. Your subconscious is telling you that you are very much alive, and have a great deal of passion to bring to life.
5:52 PM
Jackie and I went to E. Williamsburg today to check out the loft I'm moving in to this Saturday. We got the keys from the previous tenant, learned how to work the freight elevator, and took measurements. The neighborhood is pretty sparse, and I think I'm going to need a bike to get a round most of the time. But, the loft is worth it. Check out pictures of the palace. The guys who live there now must really like to drink, judging by the presence of beer bottles in almost every picture. When we showed up at 4pm the guy had a can of Colt 45 in his hand. I bet he and I would get along just fine. The place is a mess because the guys are in the middle of moving. After a few coats of bright paint and a little work on the kitchen this place is going to be amazing. I can't wait!
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More on the HOWL Festival.
Saturday I danced in the World Record setting crowd who all did the Locomotion in Tompkins Square Park. It was hilarious. No one (including myself) had any idea how to do the dance. But the MC got everyone to do it as a political statement against Giulianni, Bloomberg, and the cabaret laws. "Dance Is Not A Crime" we all chanted.
Later that afternoon the crowd filled the park to capacity for WigStock. A dozen drag queens strutted their stuff, told dirty jokes, talked like butch truck drivers, and lipsynched to crappy dance tunes. The wigs were unbelievable. Some wigs were 3 feet high and must have weighed 20lbs. Most of the dud(ett)es were super chunky to simulate boobs. The acts were entertaining, but the crowd loved it no matter what. In fact, I've never seen so many humungo-muscley dudes with little chihuahua's before. The crowed was 100% pro-gay, and probably 80% actually gay. There weren't a whole lot of girls to scope at Wigstock. Furthermore, I wasn't scoping much at all, because at an event like that you never know if someone is a boy, girl, or tranny. Lots of people in the audience were cross-dressing too. It certainly was a wild celebration of all the weirdness that makes the East Village so special.
5:11 PM
Sunday, August 24, 2003
HOWL Festival was amazing! I spent the entire weekend inside Tompkins Square Park. I saw Wigstock (a world-famous drag-queen show), helped set the record for most people doing the Locomotion at once, saw hundreds of freaks / weirdos / junkies, saw a 2 year old with a mohawk, watched dogs fight at the dog run, and ate some great food.
Of course, I also worked my ass off. Today went from 7am until Midnight.
And, being that I am so exhausted, that's about all I can type at the moment. More tomorrow.
10:31 PM
Saturday, August 23, 2003
 Live from the HOWL Festival in the East Village
12:40 PM
Friday, August 22, 2003
If you aren't checking out something at the HOWL Festival this weekend, then you aren't taking advantage of New York.
Matt Davis flew in for the evening, stopping over on his way from Belize to Columbus, GA. Thanks Matt, for watching me clean my room with the stereo blasting!
11:20 PM
Hello Nurse, may I please have some clomipramine?
I got this from lawrence's blog. Sounds like a pretty crazy sympton for a medication. Definitely give it a read.
5:38 PM
I went to Georgia and Meg's new place in Park Slope for a housewarming party which also celebrated Georgia's b/f Devo's birthday. Some ultimate players and columbia grads acquaintances were there, and it was a great time. Steve Duncan even showed up at the end of the party with a bagful of laminated maps of Manhattan. Apparently Steve has gone into the travel map business. He was really talking business with the publishing people at the party (Megan works in publishing, for Penguin I think). Thanks for the party, girls!
Steve was car-sitting for a friend, so he drove me up to the Lorimer stop on the L train. I had to meet ARoss there to get a key to the shack. It was late, I was tired - so I just went back to Andy's place and crashed on his couch again. Not a bad deal - full size futon in the livingroom with comforter and air-conditioning. Only catch is I had to sleep with my contacts in.
I did the L-train commute in the morning with Andy. I copped a quick half-hour nap before I got back on the train to go to the Shack (L.I.C.) for band practice. It seems like I've been spending so much time on the train lately. Turns out we didn't even need the key, because Travis was there to get us set up. Ed and I auditioned a guy named Jeff today for bass in Hello Nurse. Jeff was a superfast learning. He picked up the songs pretty quickly. He ran down his band experience, and he's been in all kinds of different bands in all kinds of different cities and states. We'll have to wait and see if he likes the kind of music we play. He can play it no problem, and he would be a good addition to the band. I'm just not sure if he really digs our sound - and we want someone who is excited about the music we are making. We'll just have to wait and see.
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And it looks like it's just about final - Jess's sister Vanessa and her boyfriend Brad are going to be in the second bedroom of my loft for the month of September. I feel reassured that I'll be living with people I know already and trust. After getting screwed over the first pass through, I'm weary of the unknowns that craigslist has to offer. Now I just have to make sure I can get Nathaniel to live with me in October. It would be good for him, good for me, and good for the band.
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The HOWL Festival people are all disorganized. After telling me yesterday that they would have me driving the dump truck all day, now they are hiring me to work part-time with a big 3 hour lapse in the middle. Well, one guy on the phone was getting pulled by different bosses, but I think he's going to try to hire me for the whole day.
Either way, $10/hr is ten dollars per hour. I always use that :)
5:20 PM
Wednesday, August 20, 2003
Free Pat on the Back
Crazy day. First, Andy, Travis, and I went to check out this loft in East Williamsburg to determine the possibility of transforming it into a recording studio/ live loft. The place has been on the market since at least March, and the price is $3000 for 5000 square feet.
You get what you pay for!
The place was totally trashed: warped floors, missing some windows, shoddy construction of some temporary walls, holes in the floor, no kitchen sink (or countertop for that matter), no shower. It has a long lease, hence a GIGANTIC broker fee.
I wish Andy and Travis the best of luck, and I know if they really wanted to they could make this place work. But they've really just started looking, so I encourage them to keep looking for something better. That place has been on the market since March - it's not going anywhere anytime soon.
I mean damn, just look at the place!
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I had a meeting at 4 on the LES, so I just chilled out in Tompkins Square Park for a while. I continued reading Our Band Could Be Your Life on various benches most of the afternoon between 1:30-4:00. I'm currently on the chapter about Minor Threat (DC Hardcore band). Tompkins Square Park is a very depressing place. I was in a pretty good mood going in there, but the place is full of junkies, homeless, and dealers. I was watching this one women slump in her bench - she must have been on heroin. And another guy peed near my bench. Nice park, otherwise! That's city livin', mmm mmm mmm.
Anyway, my meeting was for a job being a marshall at the HOWL East Village Arts Festival. Basically I will wear a yellow t-shirt and help show table vendors to their assigned spaces. I keep an eye on the trash and bathroom situation and notify the higher-ups if there are any problems. At the end of the day I get to help collect trash - and I get to drive the big dumptruck around. Since I drove that box truck around for Alex Chung at his movie shoot, I can now list that as experience. So, I think they're gonna let me drive the big truck around.
It's 7am-9pm Saturday & Sunday for $140/day. It would be a fun thing to check out anyway. And the money's not bad.
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Jess came up for dinner tonight. I made quesadillas. We watched X-Games. Then we went for a skate. We rollerbladed all the way down to Chelsea Piers and back. It was a great skate right at the sunset and into dusk. It felt good to get out and speed around. On the way home I stopped by Hogan to check out Jess's place. Austin, Dave, Eric, and Mike Liu were there haning out. We watched more X-Games. Tony Hawk won Vert-Best Trick and I took off and skated back home.
Tomorrow is Georgia's housewarming party!
See you tomorrow, G.
10:16 PM
Just what I've always wanted!!
Free Nude Cleaning by Tattooed 33 Year Old Man For Women Only!
I guess I'll have to dress up like a woman to get him to come over. Or maybe I can get Jackie to do it and Dave and I will jump out with cameras and kazoos.
3:20 PM
Tuesday, August 19, 2003
I got a place!!
Same damn building I was originally going to move into, actually. Third floor, 2 bedroom loft - the bedrooms floors are 3 feet off the ground for tons of storage, which I need. One bedroom as a wall of windows, while the second bedroom has a dressing room/ office mezzanine and a lofted bed area. The bed area is way above the front door of the loft, and it has a sliding plastic door so I can open it up and look out onto the livingroom. The livingroom is huge, plenty of room for all my furniture.
I'm subleting for the month of September, with the option to take over the lease Oct. 1. It's going to be $1465/month, so with a roommate it will be just over $700 plus utilities. It's about what I would be paying to stay up at my place in Washington Heights. And this place is well worth it. The construction job the guys did is fantastic - and with some paint the loft is going to be the best I've ever seen, actually.
So, now I just need to find a roommate, although hopefully Nathaniel (lead singer of Hello Nurse) will be able to move in Oct. 1.
If you have a friend that needs a place to crash for a month, let me know.
9:39 PM
Monday I went back to Williamsburg to look at another loft. The place is 1000sf, with 2 friendly occupants. The building is brand new with stainless steel appliances and free DSL. They had a lot of people looking at the place, so I just hope no one nicer or with more to offer came to look at the joint. I don't want to get my hopes up... but the rent is $550!! I can live with that.
I met up with Jess later in the evening for some disc golfage. He dranks 40's and didn't keep score. It was a good time. And now that Jess is 21 I took his butt to Nite Cafe for a shot/beer special. We ran into Jaime while we were there, and before we knew it it was 3:30 in the morning.
Ok, back to sifting through craigslist ads for jobs and lofts.
12:10 PM
Sunday, August 17, 2003
Saturday night I hung out with ARoss to get my mind off the whole loft fallout fiasco.
We met up on the west side to go to a loft/office party where Andy's roommate was DJing. The party ended up migrating to the roof, and it was a beautiful night. We could see the moon, Mars, and there was more free alcohol than we could finish or steal. Manny and his friend Ken met up with us, and Jon Yang came by as well.
Next we took the train to Greenpoint for yet another loft party. This party was at an art gallery in the middle of nowhere. I had never been to Greenpoint before - tons of warehouse buildings, and that's about it. The gallery was an amazing space, with a huge PA system set up around the perimeter of a dancefloor. We danced and passed around a bottle of champagne I borrowed from the previous party. The dj was spinning some weird hybrids of calypso meets brazilian jazz meets salsa meets lounge music. It was interesting, but the crownd of 80% hip-hoppers didn't quite dig it.
I ended up going back to Andy's pad and crashing on an extra futon in his extremely air-conditioned livingroom. (It was frosty, and oh so nice!)
Today Andy and I had pipe dreams about getting this place. We went by the place and checked it from the outside. It is in the middle of NOWHERE, East Williamsburg. Apparently Andy and Travis are sick of the Shack, because it is so tiny and they are paying $600/month for it. We would have to move in a lot of people and do some serious building. Fund raising would be in order, too. I'm just looking for a place to live and rehearse, but these guys have so much studio gear it's insane. Well, we'll take a look at it this week sometime. The joint needs windows, plumbing, electrical - sounds like a nightmare. But 5000sf for $3000 - that's just unreal.
I'm starting to read a book called Our Band Could Be Your Life about the emergent success of indie rock bands in the 1980's. Pretty cool so far - looks like a great read.
10:45 PM
Saturday, August 16, 2003
I just tried calling my roommates to be in E. Williamsburg.
Apparently they already rented the room to someone else and tore up my check. The girl said she left me a bunch of messages and was surprised to hear from me. I received none of these messages. I was calling her to see if I could come by today to take measurements.
So, now I am pissed off beyond belief. I have 2 weeks to find a place.
If you are reading this, I could really use a cheering up... or better yet, a fucking apartment.
2:51 PM
Friday, August 15, 2003
Greetings from Blackout 2003!
Yesterday afternoon just after 4pm the power went OUT. If you are one of the lucky few to have power, then congradulations. If you are reading this weblog on Saturday or Sunday, then you have my condolences.
When the power went out, I thought it was a fuse, then just my apartment, then just my apartment building - until I went outside and saw that the street lights didn't work. I called around to friends to see if their power was out, but no one was answering their phones (cell phones kaputt!). Finally I got in touch with Drew, who had his AM radio out pronto, and he informed me that power from New York to DC and all the way west to Detroit and north to Toronto was out. He and his family immediately got in their car to leave for Cleveland. They were planning on leaving Friday, but nothing like a widespread blackout to change those plans! How ironic - they immediately left for the one city that might not have power back until Sunday. But, they live in Chardon, which is a distant suburb, so hopefully they're ok.
So, David and Damien (Dave's new partner of sorts) burst through the front door from a day at the park:
Dave: Christian, the power is out everywhere!
Christian: Dave, you have no idea.
Dave: No, YOU have no idea. It's out across the ENTIRE CITY!
You can imagine his surprise when I told him how widespread the problem actually was.
Damien, David and I then went to Crown Fried Chicken to buy up all the ice cream that was about to melt. We came back and started to cook some pasta and gathered all the candles we could find in the livingroom.
As the sun started approaching the horizon, I gathered my things to skate over to Jackie's. It was her birthday, and we were going to make the best of it no matter what. I packed a small bag, strapped on my rollerblades, and loaded a flashlight with fresh batteries. I started my journey from 150th & Broadway to 94th & 3rd ave as the streets started to darken.
That trip was a skate I will never forget. I had to keep shining my flashlight around so that cars and pedestrians could see me. I couldn't believe the throngs of people on the streets and sidewalks. There wasn't anything to do indoors but sweat and, well, sweat, so everyone was out and about in the pitch black with flashlights and candles. Skating was really scary, and I went about 1/4 of the speed I usually go. I had to be careful of the cars, the pedestrians all over the place, the lack of traffic lights, and the blacktop underneath me. I could see where I was going pretty well, and I felt safe about traffic and intersections. The only thing that really made me worry was I couldn't tell when potholes or loose gravel or other obstacles were approaching. I had to pick a route that I knew would give me a decent path.
I ended up going down Broadway to 110th, east across the north end of Central Park, and the weaving through east Harlem to Jackie's place. The streets had a party atmosphere. At many intersections regular citizens armed themselves with maglights and directed traffic. I saw a couple grills out - but no one was cooking food. People were using their bbq's as firepits for big blazing fires. Metropolitan Hospital over in east Harlem was jam packed with traffic. I saw lots of vans for disabled people lining the streets near the hospital. Many people were scared, and just went to stay by the hospital for safety.
For the most part, people were just hanging out on their stoops or on the sidewalk making the best of it. The sidewalk cafes and bars around Columbia were packed. Lobbies of apartment buildings were also crowded. When I finally got to Jackie's place the streets were as dark as could be. Her lobby was full of people - and I really felt sorry for people that live on floors 15-30. That's a hike! Luckily, Jackie and her roommates live on 11, so it wasn't too much of a problem. Of course, as I walked into her building I pressed the elevator button - what creatures of habit we all can be.
I ran up all 11 flights because I was so pumped after the skate. Plus, I new I was very late and Jackie wanted to eat her cake. I came into her apartment and joined Jackie, her roommate Meredith, and her other roommate's boyfriend, Adam. I took a quick cold shower (the hot water was gone by then) and we ate birthday cake. The girls must have about 50 candles in the apartment because it was very bright - and the candles made the dining room very hot. We ate cake and looked out the windows at midtown and 3rd ave. Candle glow lit most apartments, and police cars cruised down the street with sirens flashing once every few minutes.
Eventually we just tried to sleep because it was just too hot to do anything else. What a miserable night of sleep we had - or rather, a miserable LACK of sleep. Hot, humid, sirens every few minutes - not a very relaxing atmosphere. We woke up when the sun came up, and Jackie and I went down to the street to use the payphone. We bought water at a local grocery store. The cashier was writing down people's credit card numbers on slips of paper because of course the machines weren't working.
People were in fair spirits, but everyone looked groggy and uncomfortable. By morning, most every building had run out of water. People were yelling upstairs to friends they knew, "Hey, does your toilet flush?"
Finally I got through to David on the phone. Washington Heights got their power back around 4am. Thanks for calling me to let me know, asswipe! So, Jackie, Meredith and I took the bus back up to my place. We watched the Snatch dvd and showered and sat in front of the fan.
Jackie and I napped most of the afternoon. If felt like an allnighter cramming for an exam, because by noon I was nauseous and exhausted. After our nap we went to McDonalds because we were irritable and just wanted to eat junk food.
At the moment power still isn't restored to the east side, so Jackie is hanging out. She's going to go to Massachusetts to see her family tomorrow. Hopefully they can give her a bit better of a birthday celebration that we were able to in New York. Maybe even ice cream with her cake! (I guess we could have had ice cream soup.)
Good luck to everyone out there still without power. I can't imagine how you must feel. I felt like crap at 9am this morning. And it's been about 90 degrees all day. I wish you all ice water prayers and cold shower good luck.
3:25 PM
Thursday, August 14, 2003
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JACKIE!
Everyone knows Jackie deserves a lovely fantastic birthday. Tonight we're having dinner with a few of her friends at Penang on the east side, cocktails at her place beforehand. It should be a nice night. Too bad she has to work tomorrow, though. You can send her a happy birthday email at jo200@columbia.edu.
If you spam her I will kill you with a rusty spoon.
12:28 PM
Tuesday, August 12, 2003
Audio Post: Black Eyed Peas at SOB's
What a show! Black Eyed Peas, Justin Timberlake, Cameron Diaz!
Oh, andDrew I'm sorry you couldn't be there to see the end of the show. I hope you got home ok. Thanks for bringing me along, man.
(Drew had to leave early because he had some bloodwork done earlier in the day. He just didn't have the energy to stay standing. From the sounds of it, I'm surprised he has any blood left. You'll beat West Nile yet, Professor!)
9:25 PM
Monday, August 11, 2003
Ariel's birthday was yesterday, and to celebrate she threw a themed dinner party: bring foods that come from places that start with the letter C.
Matt and I woke up late (of course) and went to Fairway. We spent forever in the black hole of groceries that is Fairway. We came home, completely destroyed the kitchen, and walked away with 4 edible dishes.
Matt is from Columbus, Georgia so he made some down home soul food. Black eyed peas and cornbread cakes.
I just went online and got a little crazy. I made a Costa Rican starfruit smoothie and some Cambodian Cucumber salad.
We went to Drew's apartment - Drew is now living with Ariel and a girl from AMDA named Diana - and there were platters of food all over the apartment. Unfortunately, something didn't agree with my stomach and after one assorted plate I was resigned to chomping on TUMS and laying on my stomach.
Some jackasses brought food from "C-Town" or the "Cupcake Factory" but most people came through with some adventurous dishes. Maple syrup cake from Canada, stir fry from China, and 10 or 12 other dishes I can't remember.
The highlight of the night was Matt McLaughlin trying to find ways to cool his hands. He made stuffed Jalapeno peppers, and apparently he removed all the jalapeno seeds with his bare hands, as opposed to a utensil. So, all evening he had his hands in water, coated in facial mask, in front of the fan, in vinegar, in oil, covered in butter, and he was on the phone with poison control 2 or 3 times as well. Poor guy. I hope you feel better, Matt.
Ok, time to clean up the kitchen, now that my stomach is at least marginally feeling better.
11:10 AM
Sunday, August 10, 2003
CONDIMENT WARS!
Matt Davis and I went to Dumbo for a condiment war. We wore all white and resembled Devo. We went to a restaurant afterwards (with super-spiked hair) and Matt ordered champagne. Then we went to a condiment-war afterparty. We danced to house music in the pouring rain and got soaked. We kept dancing. Then we went to the Library for a couple beers with Jon Yang, who was also soaked from dancing. We were wet, so we got miserable and came home.
Superconcise version - more tomorrow when I wake up.
SPLAT.
12:49 AM
Friday, August 08, 2003
Matt Davis and I went to see Vic Thrill last night at Bowery Ballroom. We first saw them at the Siren Festival a few weeks ago. Of course, they weren't on the Siren bill. They set up outside a nearby bar with a small PA system and started playing right as the last Siren bands were finishing up. There was a decent crowd watching them, and Jackie, Matt, and I were into them. Check out their website for mp3 downloads.
Their show last night was for a Circus Clone Records launch party. All band members had fluorescent hair dye, so the black light made their hair neon-vibrant. Great stage presence, and superfast drum machine beats (like 64th notes or something) along with a regular acoustic drummer. The bass player has keyboards, sequencers, and a turntable. The guitar player was inaudible most of the time, but then he would crank it up for some ripping solos. The drummer wore headphones to hear the drum machine tracks. He was drenched by the second song trying to keep up. The singer, Vic Thrill I presume, was a maniac. He worked his mac notebook on stage, played guitar, and spent most of the show balancing on the stage monitors and singing through a distorted high-pitch filter on the mic. Good stuff.
Later Dan McDuffee met up with us at HiFi Lounge (the old Brownies), and we had a good time drinking free Rheingold from 1am-2am. After I hit the tequilla, I was pretty much game over. We took a cab back to Dan's hotel (he's staying at the Hilton for an office supply convention) and went to a street vendor across the street. Apparently when Dan was catching a cab to HiFi the cab he got in was stopped at the vendor getting some grub. The cabby said he drives here whenever he can because it's the best street vendor in the city. Well, he's not lying. We had chicken & lamb on rice with white and red sauce for $4. I ate half of it, slept in the extra bed in Dan's hotel room (ahhhhh, AC) and then ate the other half for breakfast. If you're ever hungry in midtown late at night, stop by the street vendor across from the Hilton at 53rd and 6th ave.
And bring the Altoids.
2:28 PM
Thursday, August 07, 2003
Back from the Midwest!
Jackie and I had a fantastic time in northern Michigan. We spent some time with my aunt Sue's family in a quaint cottage in a town called Bay View. My cousins Patrick, Molly, and Jane were a riot. My uncle Jim let Jackie and I take out his Audi convertible, and we were rockin' 100 through the Michigan hills - what a rush. My aunt Julie flew in from San Francisco, so we got to spent a day with her. My grandmother came up as well, so it was great to see so much family in a relaxing vacation atmosphere.
Jackie came up last night to watch Sex and the City, and to her amazement she found all of the recent season on the HBO On Demand channel. On Demand is the best thing to happen to TV in a long time. Screw TiVo, just get cable with On Demand.
I think Matt Davis and I are going to see Vic Thrill tonight at Bowery Ballroom.
And in other great news, my roommate David has found two gentlemen to take over the lease from Jeremy and I, so he doesn't have to move out. One guy is a part owner of a winery who has changed career directions and signed up for Teach for America. The other guy is a saxophone player at Juliard's new jazz program. Jazz and Wine! - 4C is going to be a chill place. Too bad I'm taking all the decorations with me :P
Back to blogging!
Expect more frequent posts.
8:44 AM
Saturday, August 02, 2003
Howdy from the foggy hills of Suttons Bay, MI. Jackie and I are waiting for the fog to lift so we can go water skiing. Or rather, attempt water skiing. Last night we went to a local casino. It was a depressing place. There were about 5 or 6 gaming tables and 5 or 6 thousand slot machines. I think Jackie was expecting Vegas or something. Welcome to Northern Michigan, doll!
We've had a relaxing time up here - grilling out and having fires on our deck (fire pit on the deck itself!), riding the motorcycle around, touring the quaint tourist towns, swimming in Lake Michigan, Macinac Island Fudge ice-cream, chasing Lynne's cats around, and my dad bought a new drumset so we've been jamming in the garage.
Oh, I don't think I wrote about this yet: I found a place to live in Brooklyn! It's not the biggest place in the world, but it's already been renovated and furnished by the current occupants. I'll be sharing a 1000sf loft in Bushwick with 3 other people - Mark, Karen, and another hipster to be named later. Mark and Karen seem like really nice folks, and they have a rock practice/recording setup in the livingroom which I will add all my equipment to. They also have a small white dog who is about to have puppies, so that will be a fun treat when I move in.
I'll try to put up some before and after pictures on here when I move in, because I'm going to try to decorate well. The loft is already pretty nice, so I don't even know if they'll need me much.
Ok, cheers from up north.
8:14 AM
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