just a quick note... because I have an evening engagement at the Whitney Museum of art to dash off too.... complete with my angular, and rapidly getting use to new short haircut. I feel like it's Paris and it's 1986 or something. No, I have actually gotten compliments on the new coif, but it works in New York.... it'll be just a faded memory come september.
John is back from Paris. yea! He came over for the vegetarian feast on Sunday (the cooking went very well)... especiallly the guacamole and the Indonesian tapoica dessert. It's been so nice to catch up with him, and already it feels as if a year is not such a very long time. On Monday I bumped into him outside my favorite bakery in Grand Central - it's his favorite bakery too, but it's nice when you're found in a city of strangers.
Monday night - paid my long-awaited hommage to the Rodeo Bar. Ah, sweet Rodeo. I liked that when I ordered two margaritas for myself, the bartender didn't flinch. We made our way upstairs to the brightly colored leather couches where many a friend has been made.... or even a friend is made into a better one... ate cheap pizza next door and took a drunken trainride back to Ossining.
I am turning into a baseball fan and last night i watched some of the all-star game until we lost power due to a nearby storm. blah that sucked. I was getting ready for bed around midnight when my scared of the dark cousins came to sit with me by candlelight at the kitchen table. As I am this female-figure-type in their impressionable lives, i was not entirely surprised that the "is the Santa Claus real??" question came up. I answered confidently and correctly, "yes."
Got to sleep in and went to Dia center with a late morning start... ah yes... now the city and happy hour calls...
posted by lmjasinski at 4:26 PM
