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A Lovely Almost-Week Away
11/05/2002 - 8:06 p.m.
I just got back from a long weekend away in beautiful downtown NYC. I spent it with my girlf, who is pretty dang swell. We had a great time, mostly. Except for when we walked 15 blocks out of our way because we got the directions goofed up. That was a big drag, because lately my knees have been kicking up a ruckus when overtaxed. They don't like walking, and they don't like standing for long periods. Stupid knees.
Oh yeah, we ended up in a scary neighborhood too. Really scary. All burned out buildings and abandoned cars and incomprehensible graffitti. I started pondering how many times I could hit someone with my cell phone before it broke.
And this was the daytime.
The Rampage didn't happen, which was sad, or if it did, it happened somewhere other than the Dunkin' Donuts where it was supposed to start, because we were there, but no one even remotely Diaryland-ish was there. Unless the woman with the 5 kids was a Diarylander. Was that you, Constable Whiskers?
Maybe we should have gone to the Village Idiot, which was the second part of the night, but it was way across town and we were feeling kinda tired and cold so we went to see a really bad movie. This turned out to be a mistake. In case you don't already know, this really bad movie is a remake of a pretty good movie. The trouble is, if you haven't already seen the pretty good movie, the really bad movie doesn't make sense. Don't go see the really bad movie. Trust me.
We also went out to the new MOMAQNS, which is small and not too impressive. They should definitely charge less to get in though, cuz you can see the whole effing thing in about 20 minutes. 15, if you skip the color field paintings. Which I did, because, serious, man, a 6 foot by 8 foot solid green canvas? My six year old can do better than that.
My six year old cat.
Other than that, we ate out a lot, saw old friends, went to see th rock and roll a couple times, and basically just had ourselves a swell old time. New York's all right, if you like saxophones.
Oh yeah, winter's here. It's supposed to snow tonight.
Music to await the snow by:
Negativland - "Methods Of Torture" - (Escape From Noise)
"You're tired - you're beaten down - you're irritable - your mental and physical health are suffering!"
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