New York

Since I am on a music kick (and am building back my collection one song at a time) -- Imma give a shout out to The National.  Love love love their work on "Alligator", especially a track called Geese of Beverly Road. And! They're coming to NYC

Yikes.  Seems like they were waiting for the streets to empty before doing this shot and I just stepped right into the frame.

The first night we set up camp well after dark, and after a few choice words that would make most people blush, I abandoned my efforts to pitch a proper tent and piled in with Ink and Hamlet, packed like pressed deli meats in the freezer.

One: Someone left a whole bunch of free stuff on the street the other day.  I had just stepped out from a bar with Lush.  Shirts, dresses, books, lamps.  It was like a yard sale except no one was around.  "Maybe they're off somewhere," I said.

I lumbered out from a self-imposed pity session this weekend to utilize my poor mood and piss on the happy-go-lucky spirit of Spring.  Spring is like a flaky blond. Ooh - everything is great, look at the flowers, the air is so fresh.  Let's bathe ourselves

Conversations overheard absurd werd: Hipster enclave: a coffeeshop in the Village [A] Like omigod I had dinner with David the other night and like all he talked about was Elizabeth; I mean, he didn't even know her name two weeks ago and now it's non-stop,