you won't believe the things i've seen

snapshots. worth a couple of thousand words, i hope.


stoney smurf.

yes i found him in a toy store. for children.




some cuckoo for cocoa puffs illiterate religious graffiti seen down the block from my house.


the east river, the williamsburg bridge and williamsburg, brooklyn - plus water traffic.


the front of mike's t-shirt.


the back of mike's t-shirt.


cute couple i saw near central park. pedicabs win.


the window displays at bergdorf are electric right now.








the line and general chaos at the 5th avenue apple store - iPhone phever!



my incredibly foxy dentist.


this is what he uses to make my gums throb. i just try to mentally project myself into a hammock in fiji.










party on the roof of the gramcery park hotel, what what.


track of the day: things i've seen - spooks

t z i f

thank zeus it's friday.

music break:

tbtf - kevin drew
a dude who can write a song with the lyrics "you are too beautiful to fuck" is ok in my book.

similarly:
beautiful girl - sean kingston
my brother sent me this one -reggae in the summer just feels right.

and:
wolfmother/woman/mstrkrft remix
handclaps are the new black.


also:
party like a rockstar remix ft. lil wayne
it's so so so stupid but i am still not sick of this track.

plus:
head like a hole - nin - passions splatterhouse remix
i think i yoinked this from dirtydown.

last, but not least:
the proper ornaments - super furry animals
this song makes me want to go outside and play in the sunshine like a puppy. i might buy a kite this weekend.

jai guru deva om: nothing's gonna change my world

oh. i almost forgot i went to the box for the paper magazine rufus wainwright event.


they were giving out nicolas feuillatte "one four fun" champagne bottles with wrist straps.


i saw the always impeccably dressed concept henry.


rufus sang three songs.


his voice is beautiful.





tracks of the day:

harvest - rufus wainwright & chris stills

across the universe - rufus wainwright

try not to get worried

last night in a cab on my way downtown i was on the phone with my attorney when my driver, going east on 18th street, made a right turn onto 6th avenue. he turned south onto a one-way avenue on which the traffic goes north. facing the headlights of the cars (that were, thankfully, stopped at the light at 17th street) my driver and i both said, "oh my god!" and then laughed as he swerved into a graceful u-turn. my lawyer was all, is everything ok? and i was still laughing as i said, yeah, i'm ok, we're fine. everything's alright.




track of the day: everything's alright, jesus christ superstar

try not to get worried, try not to turn on to
problems that upset you, oh...
don't you know?
everything's alright, yes, everything's fine.

i can't keep up with myself

there's a reason they say writing is athletic. sometimes the emotions, the insights, the observations are there but the energy is not. muscle memory is a tricky thing. as a former gymnast, i know. just because you understand and remember how to do a back handspring doesn't mean you can do one right now. and just because i know what i want to write and happened to be filled with the impulses, desires, perspective, ideas and conclusions doesn't mean i can actually organize words in the english language into paragraphs that make sense. today, anyway.

track of the day: chase the devil - max romeo

booze and shoes

wednesday i spent approximately 18 minutes at a k-swiss party. it was just enough time to:


admire the view...


drink some champagne on the terrace...


admire the view some more...






check out the sneakers...




admire the space...


...and listen to tunes picked by "kid millionaire" aka steve aoki. brother of devon, son of rocky.

on the subway ride downtown, km and i swapped shades.


hmm.


hmm.


km had an appointment and i found myself tipsy and alone in union square, so i hung out with the skateboard kids for a while.




i met a kid named eric. he's leaving new york because "it's too commercial." apparently phoenix has a better music scene, a better art scene, fewer starbucks. but eric also wants to go to japan and study woodcut and printing techniques.


eric designed this tattoo himself.

track of the day: shuffle your feet - black rebel motorcycle club


i never thought I'd see it coming
i never thought I'd ever know
nothing seems to take me over
nothing seems to let me go

who knows if I'll see you again