I just got home from Kinky Jews at the KGB. Lots of Jewish writers reading but on my end, very little attention span. I left as soon as I could.
The word “arctic” was used on the radio to describe tomorrow’s weather. Not pleased.
Major break-through at work: I put on my I-Pod and kept it on almost all day. This is a whole new level of sanity I didn’t know I could achieve.
Today “The Onion” (the newspaper) filmed upstairs in the bookstore. I don’t know what they’re filming but they took over. On Friday, "Law and Order: SVU" is filming so the store’s closed. I think I’m going to be the one to supervise the shoot. SVU is creepy.
Last night I had dinner and drinks with Kim at Lil’ Frankie’s. This might be her favorite restaurant. I can’t completely get down with a place that doesn’t have chardonnay by the glass. The dessert was pretty rocking. I’m kind of skeptical about over-priced menu items so I thought the nutella thing wouldn’t be worth it. I was wrong. We were served a baked dough-pie-type filled with nutella and strawberries and cream. Yum.
Also, Kim introduced me to an amazing gum. Not only does it last forever, but it also has smart packaging. I can't go into detail here because you will tune me out, but if you find this gum, get it. We're worried it's not going to catch on and we need your help. Buy Stride gum! (For us.)
I’ve been thinking about learning to ride a long-board. I know this could potentially be very unsafe and the chances of me ever doing it are unlikely, but I think it would go nicely with my general lifestyle. I don’t really know what that last sentence means. Basically, every time someone skates by on a long-board, I think to myself, “Wow, what could be cooler?” And I find myself answering, “Nothing. Nothing at all.”
Tomorrow night I have a kind-of-sort-of date that I will not be going into details about on this blog, NOR should you if you are privy to the situation. In preparation, I am about to take on the massive feat of shaving off most of my body hair. Suddenly being Jewish feels like a punishment. (You MAY speak of the shaving/Jewish problem freely.)
I’ve been horrible these past few days. Very little writing has happened and even less reading. Maybe in the morning I can redeem myself.
One of the best Prince songs of all time (not that I believe in choosing favorites since they’re all perfect) is “I Could Never Take The Place Of Your Man.” Please find this song and put in on repeat. Then write me a thank-you card.
