i hate puking when i have migranes

at least i made it off the subway. although puking in front of the squatters in the building next to me isn't so pleasant, as they aren't very nice.
the us open on the other hand rocked i wish i was going more.

my name is known in the business??

so my roommate just told me that he met some guy that knows me, or at least my name. he's in museum education and apparently i applied for a job somewhere but they couldn't give it to me b/c i was over qualified. but he doesn;t know the guy's name or where he works, just that he used to live in ithica. is this the st john the divine job? which i wasn't over qualified for, but they didn't give me but they did both call me and send me a letter to say no. but he told my roommie that people who know me/are in the know really respect me. WTF?

um. two words. four square

(apparently a religious thing of evangelicals) but a fucking awesome game that i loved in elementary school andlove just as much now
1. still drunk
2. i do stupid things. attract random boys when drunk
3. four square
4. it was a fucking goregous night for kicball
5. i more to say. but refer to number 1 for reasons i can't get it on paper

friends stop mobving away i can't deal with the exodus

even if it is the best for you.
i did not mean to get drunk tonight. but it happened. kinda oh well and kinda it throws off my sleep for a while.

watched hedwig and the angry inch tonight. it was fantastic never saw it before.

had other stuff to rant about but alas i'm drunk. so i won't. but i do have to wake up early tomorrow and be someone's bitch. that wasn't what i agreed to.

mmm. yoga.
mm. elul and getting ready and the only person i can think of that i've wronged i've discussed it with. the pother wrongs have all been through gossip and in some cases i don't know how to apologize without making it worse and in some cases it just can't be taken back which is the whole problem with gossip in the first place.

best kept (at least from me) secret

tghe week before the us open there is a lot of high level tennis being played and you can see it up close and for free. i went out there to get tickets for next week and not pay a fee when i heard people talking about watching matches, i wondered in and watched one incredible qualifying matches and a couple other games before i had to leave for my coop shift. so cool. want to go back tomorrow but we'll see if i actually make it.

books of wonder didn't have the book i wanted. it made me sad. but i did sit on 'the bench' in front of american apparel and eat gelato. i didn't feel cool. i did feel like i was in the burgh and a summer night activity would be to go upstreet and get ice cream at baskin robbins

happy 42 mom and dad

here's to 42 (or at least 22) more

what is folk art?

went to dc for the night last night to visit mollie rose. she lives in a damn cool house for NOOO money. but in general she seems to be doing just fine, even though i totally wish she was back in new york. her roommate had all just reorganized her room and put all of her books on the shelves grouped by color-it looked awesome and i totally want to do it. hey i've got nothing but time for the next couple days and have been wanting to do something with my books.

went to a fringe fest show about 2 guys on a first date tonight where i felt like i was watching one of my first dates take place. i kinda felt like both of the guys. chill also felt like she was watching one of my first dates. it was a good play. unfortunately we had meant to go to the play of our kickball teammate but got in the wrong line. oops. but also on the plus side discovered another yummy cute bakery-milk and cookies

before getting on the bus today i hit the national portrait gallery (or whatever its called its also the american art museum at the Smithsonian) its unclear to me if the entire folk art collection is there, or that was just one exhibit they had on view. there were some very cool pieces. but um what is folk art, is is people who are trained in a craft? is it people who weren't art school trained? or didn't come up through a gallery in new york? does it have to do with the materials used or the use of non-western European religious imagery? or is it stuff not created with a commercial intent-like i'm going to make my living as an artist? i want a definition and i want it not to be patronizing to people.

i need to learn some more patience when it comes to boys. but just like harry says when you realize what you want the rest of your life to be like you want it start as soon as possible. ok that was a bad paraphrase of a quote and i haven't found the person that i want to be with but whenever there is some possible prospect i kinda want to figure out what the deal is asap without any prolongedness.

and yes hoya casual sports means kickball and ultimate and the likes.

why si there not not a nonstop flight between new york and new orleans

this is really making my travel difficult for the weeding/rosh hashanna weekend.
arg

i'm wet and dirty and sparks is the grossest drink i've ever had

have you ever heard of it. supposedly its kinda like red bull, but tangerine and alcoholic, somewhere in between beer and wine in alcohol content. but i got mad drunk for free this evening and got to pitch two games of kickball. playing in the rain is kinda fun. i umped and sucked at it, which is why i took home plate ump duty.

also here is what i hate more than anything in casual sports and i have since high school ultimate. when people smoke while playing. it drives me up a fucking wall.

refuah shlemah to nursery school boy it sucks when your back goes out. but it did stop me from potentially making a stupid drunk decision.

sunburnt chest and back

in an attempt to even out some tan lines, and becasue i love it, i did some naked sunbathing on the roof with apparently not quite enough sunscreen in certain areas/stayed out for too long b/c i ma burnt but i still have the dam z lines from my chacos.

went on the astro tower yesterday woohoo, cheaper than i thought and a good view.. also went to richard serra at moma. his early work-meh, i wouldn't mind going back with the audio guide but i wasnt so impressed. the three pieces he made for the show-his huge stuff-blew me away incredible. one is screaming for a dance piece to be choreographed int it/for it adn either to be seen from above or as you move through it-maybe both.

so i'm trying to decide between taking an aerial arts class (trapeze) and wire sculpture class. i want to do both but can only afford one and the art class is cheaper.

its damn raining and supposedly we have kickball. i'm heading out but relectantly. i'm still a little hungover from last night

live from lincoln center

the second dan of the mark morris mozart dances was out of control amazing. so impressive and the dancers were quite light on their feet. It didn't get the most wonderful review, i think the person was disappointed that it took away rather than enhance the musics, it was all about the dance for me. the sets were incredibly striking, and very simple and the lighting totally brought out even more depth in them. i was pumped. stopped by the columbus circle fountain on my way home. that has definitely grown on me over the years, i was not a fan when it first opened up, but it can actually be a rather pleasant place on a pleasant evening.

there is seriously some stuff i need to do before summer is over. i need to get on that shit. any interest?
la vie at speigletent (seriously burlesque and acrobatics, how have i not seen it yet?)
richard serra at moma
red hook ball field vendors
going up the candy cane observatory thing at coney island
new york classical theater roaming shakespeare in the park
day at long beach
kaykak in cold spring
frank stella on the roof of the met
other stuff i can't think of

also here are the lectures i'm interesting in seeing at the 92nd st Y. can't afford all, but again any interest?
frank rich (9/11)
paul krugman in convo with leonard lopate (10/17)
jeffrey toobin (10/22)
public art and festivity in our culture (10/7)
james watson and eric kandel (10/2)

another one bites the dust

thee lost soul wander boys suck. grow up and join the fucking real world please.
really i'm a fucking catch!ok, its really not worth getting bitter over. i'll live and sometime i'll find someone who is interested in me.

just discovered i have the tears for fears greatest hots album, how have i not been listening to it constantly?

why did yoga so totally kick my ass this morning? i am going to do a coop make up shift today. i swear. it'll be fine and my reward is seeing mark morris tonight.
refuah shlemah to slipandslide buddy that totally sucks to break your foot.

should it bother us that google knows our every move?

it kinda bothers me that my email is also displayed in the upper right hand coner whenever i google something.

i want to check out the yard. its a venue?bar?park? in gowanus.

waited in line for shakespeare in the park yesterday. it was a gorgeous day to just be chillin in the park. the show was pretty good, although i could have done without the 5th act and the children they had playing the fairies were downright creepy!

went to meet naomi hannah yesterday afternoon. it was beyond a surreal experience! i cannot believe she came out of my friend's belly-she's huge and living and all and also has crazy amounts of hair. no grandmother will be threatening to buy her a wig. today they are closing on their house in the burbs. it was a bit too much grown up responsibility for me. like i said surreal.

the levinermans are well on their way to st louis. hope the driving is going well.

art news

the farnsworth is an excellent museum. i was totally taken with the bo bartlett exhibition-i even bought the catalogue which i never do.
i'm sad to hear that elizabeth murray passed away. i was into her work and dude anything involving large mosaics and i'm there (think tea cups at 59th st)

must make it to the richard serra show (and soon) also frank stella on the roof of the met and the new greek and roman galleries. but will kick myself if i don't see the serra show.

i should be asleep

asw i have to leave my house at 6:45 to go wait on line for shakespeare in the park tickets. and yes if i am able to do that it means i have returned.
i will admit the maine coast is pretty gorgeous and as always it felt good to play some tennis. the tiny blueberries are yummy.
springy made an excellent farewall dinner thursday night and it was great to see all. although a little sad as i feel like i said goodbye to some of my fav parts of boston. i still go up to see hoya once the levinermans are gone, but i like davis better than central and its sad that they are moving a plane and not a hop on a bus at anytime ride away.
overall nice to be away, reached the limit of traveling with my parents and glad to be back. and the raw foodist returned my call, so i'm pumped.

my trip to main got hijacked and now totally fucks up my plans

but i feel like i can't say no to my parents because they guilt me and my grandmother just died so the guilt is higher.
i agree to go to maine with them b/c i figured out a way i wouldn't have to be in the car for so long and just go to acadia which i really want to go to. their travel plans got disrupted and now they are driving to who knows where (lieratly they don't have reservations and its um high travel season so its hard to get them....) and i have to go along for the ride and they won't tell me when i get to come back to new york. and i have to miss a baby naming for sure and a kickball game likely. and i do not trvale well in the car with my parents for multiple days, and only agreed to go b/c i thought we were going somewhere cool, not driving around the ne incessently. i'm bitter. i need to get over it. and i don't know if i'll get to see the levinermans before i go, b/c i feel like thursday would be less convenient for them.

surprised i don't have a black and blue mark

i was pinched yesterday and it hurt like a mother.

DO NOT i repeat DO NOT go see the design for the other 90% show at cooper hewitt. 2 words: uninspired/uninteresting and PATRONIZING

recently i had the opportunity to spend some time on a roof in tin pan alley (which i thought was in a totally different place than 28th between broadway and 6th). first of all the $650 1 bedroom apt that is larger than my entire apt and has great tin ceilings was awesome, then she also has this full size (but small) dance studio attached in what used to be a separate building. i can't figure out how the buildings which were clearly originally separate had entrances. the fire escape alley has been built over and filled in. too bad the raw foodist isn't house sitting there any more. although seriously if she would let me chill on her roof (which had some crazy cool succulents growing in cinder blocks) i would totally take her alexander technique classes. and she has tons of fun bouncing balls in her studio. also if you faced west/southwest on the roof you cold position yourself so that without moving your head you could see 25 old school wooden water towers on top of roofs. i was made impressed and in awe. and the architecture of the backs of the buildings and crazy fire escape and the north facing/triangular sky lights were awesome. seriously it was a look back in history, but also totally still alive. its part of the kinds of urban architecture that i thrive on. i left after dark and even though the raw foodist was totally trying to kick me out i could not resist going up to the roof and checking out the stars and the night skyline. oh right and did i mention she pays $650 for a huge one bedroom in manhattan-yes she has been there for 36 years but still!

two more babies to announce

welcome another reason to visit belize--darnay. dude who knew those RAs would hit it off so well way back when/
and to the as of now unsnipped so unnamed YU boy baby.
(um can we belive that almost all of my YU boys are married and starting to have kids)

welcome naomi hannah and mazel tov a and j

can't wait to meet you naomi, can't wait to celebrate your engagement a and j.

were the missed lifts intentional?

cultural day yesterday went up to dia beacon to see the sol lewitt exhibit (i love him, and the dia beacon galleries are awesome architecture) and then the paul taylor dance show outside at lincoln center. sometimes i love paul taylor, sometimes i'm not a fan, i was generally into the program last night. although they second piece had rather discordant modern symphony music which i am not a fan of. in two pieces there was a lift that was missed. i can't decide if it was intentional or npot, in the second piece it seemed like it might have been.

i can feel the end of the summer coming and it makes me sad...aT LEeast i got the new believer.

my b'day is today (shameless self-promotion)i always feel conflicted about b'days, i feel like there are so many expectations around them, not in the oh i'm another year older and what does it mean to be 29 now blah, blah, blah but the party and need to have fun. as always i ask for no presents but instead for people to make a donation to cool culture or call their senator (although now that its august recess you can wait bit for that)

can you tell about a nieghborhood from its used book store?

went to free bird today. it was closed, but grog was there using the internet so he let me in. congrats to him and milo
s mom on their new jobs! and of course in walks usy pilgrimage boy. he looks like he hasn't hit total self destruction yet, which is kind of amazing given the amount of alcohol drugs and cigarettes he has consumed in the last 13 years. what i ever saw in him is kinda beyond me (actually not, esp as he and suerte are probably friends, same hood and they are the same person, suerte's just older and is actually using his art school degree-well if tataoos count as an art.-which he would certainly say they do)
in nay case free bird. it was a used book store. i have to admit i like new book stores better, they are more well ordered and don't remimnd me of my bedroom and its craziness.

reading absurdistan. its pure unadulterated mind candy, but i'm enjoying it.

done

i am done with paid employment for the summer. no more kids for a month-woo hoo. now if only it weren't so darn hot.
going to dinner at vinyl which i generally like but i'd rather be going to the celebrate brooklyn thing tonight. but my dining companion lives in westchester with no car so isn't into a work night trip to brooklyn