26 February 2007

snow falling on oscars

a light snow is falling, and will continue to fall as i soon sleep, and tomorrow the city will be again be destroyed, a mayhem of black gritty sidewalks and salt and ice and et cetera. new york is truly a joy during winter.

i'm still recovering from portland and i've got a busy week coming up, so this will be another short one, a quickie to keep all seven of you coming back week after week. i swear, i'd like to write more here, but if i don't even have time for my own journal, how can i make time to write for public viewing?

my plan currently: not drinking so much. we'll see how that goes. updates later this week!

and as for portland:


pretty tame. i'll tell you all about the rest soon.

15 February 2007

oh the cold, oh the mess

my toes are cold. my fingers are cold. new york is cold and messy. greatest city on earth? they could learn a thing or two about cleaning up snow from minnesota. whatever, i head to portland oregon tomorrow and everything will be melted by the time i'm back anyway.

chicago was colder though. my god, it was cold. i haven't started shaking uncontrollably from cold since i lived in minnesota. but i did there, walking from the lakeshore back into hyde park. i think my dad learned to make pancakes there, the pancakes at the original pancake house tasted just like his. and it is where he grew up. hmmm.

so i got back from chicago on sunday night. it's now thursday, i haven't unpacked and i leave again tomorrow. i've been busy.

did you enjoy valentines' day? or is it valentine's day? who owns that crass commercial usurpation of love? i ate sushi and was cold. i lost my glove walking back from the restaurant. michelle bought me a book of 100 love sonnets by pablo neruda, and i bought her 100 poems by e.e. cummings, not all of which are about love but the best are. "i like my body when it is with your/body. it is so quite new a thing." her present was satisfaction of all five senses, a scented candle, massage oil, chocolate, poems and music. she's the best!

reading: john barth "the floating opera" david foster wallace "a supposedly fun thing i'll never do again" and still to come, ben okri, his sequel to one of my all time favorites "the famished road" -- find it. read it. email me about it.

i have to go to work. this is when i love commuting downstairs, because i don't really want to go outside.

07 February 2007

the cold and the business

i'm just waking up from the second night in a row bartending downstairs, and i'm working tonight too. this is getting a little tiresome, but since i'm still training at the stanton social, i need the money. i really wish i wasn't working tonight, especially since i leave for chicago at 8 am tomorrow.

i finally have an internet connection in my room, so i thought i'd take advantage of it. it's hard to write much these days since the only network i have is at work. and we've discussed workblogging before.

so what's new? red hot is moving uptown to 30th and madison -- gone the cobblestone alleys and supermodels of soho, but also gone the old hallway. i've been working in a narrow hallway where i have to push my seat forward every time someone walks by, which is pretty much constantly throughout the day. but now, we're getting a couple red hot workstations and a corner with a view of the empire state building. well, the corner is nearby, it's not like i actually have a view.

what else is new? i'm going to chicago tomorrow to lecture at columbia college. i've been too busy to even go through my lecture, and by the time i speak tomorrow night, i'll be running on fumes. luckily i can damn near do this thing in my sleep. anybody in chicago? i'll be at the ferguson theater at 600 s. michigan at 6 pm.

anything else new? oh yes, winter is HERE. true, it'll be even colder in chicago, but after a frighteningly mild winter (70 degrees first week in january), the cold has finally set in. i live two blocks from the new york harbor, and my god, the wind whipping down my block is something else. coming home from the subway, it feels like it gets colder every single step of the way. the other problem with the cold is that no one is going out, which means no one is coming to my bar. which means i have no money. at least columbia is paying me to come out there.

so i have an unbelievable to do list before i have to open the bar at 4, but i just wanted to say hi and let you all know i'm doin' alright. and by the way, did i tell you about my parents' new blog? here it is. i love the newest entry about being in a quiet retreat at an old mansion in the foothills of the himalayas and being overrun by a massive bollywood movie production!