Saturday, June 26, 2004
My New Hero!
Don't miss Napoleon Dynamite! It'll make you laugh and squirm, and see a little piece of my teenage years (yes, i was that clueless)... : - )
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Friday, June 25, 2004
Canine Miranda… : - )
The Dogs with the Tutti Frutti Hats? Apparently, Denver and Baby were inspired by my Carmen Miranda post last Friday. : - ) The twosome reside in LA with Ms. Kristen Gilmartin, an artist friend of Brian’s.Quote of the Day:
“When it comes to film, I’d rather see a flawed masterpiece than a successful mediocrity” – Aaron, June 25, 2004
Two of my favorite flawed masterpieces of the past five years are “Magnolia” and “Donnie Darko,” in increasing order of risking confusion and discontinuity by aiming high…
I lunched yesterday with Deborah Papson at ultra-mod multi-colored Genki Sushi on 46th near Madison and had a grand time. Genki is a ‘kaiten,’ or conveyor belt sushi restaurant. Diners may sit at a long ameoba-shaped bar on stools and watch the sushi roll by, choosing pieces on a ‘just-in-time’ delivery basis. : - ) Deborah and I forwent (past of forego?) this and sat by the window. this entry's permalink
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Words For Our Times
Wordspy is always a reliable stand-by for a good post. I have three great original post ideas which require some “studio work,” but below you will find amusement for today. At left: me on Fire Island, a independent Democrat lost among the Log Cabin Republicans….hand salsa noun. The grimy substance that accumulates on a mouse or other input device after extended use.
jamais vu n. The illusion or impression of never having experienced something that has actually been experienced many times before (cf. déjà vu).
joy-to-stuff ratio n. (joy-too-STUF ray.shee.oh) n. The time a person has to enjoy life versus the time a person spends accumulating material goods.
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Wednesday, June 23, 2004
RubberNecker
This morning a taxi crashed and burned near my corner, as I left for work it was spewing black smoke before an army of firemen. There were no crash victims in sight, and no ambulances. Yes, I rubbernecked and thoroughly photographed the scene, from a discreet distance. But my motivations were certainly not sensationalistic or tacky - photography is about capturing life. There are many views on this, and my views are always evolving. Here's an ad for disaster stock photograhy Dinner with Jon at Japonica was a great two-hour conversation on a banquet of interesting topics. The sushi was exquisite and expensive. Actress Clare Danes was dining two tables away. Noticing the horrified look on poor Jon's face as I reached for my camera, I agreed it wouldn't be considerate to take her picture...
from Wordspy:
meatloaf (MEET.lohf) n. "Homemade Spam" - Forwarded messages, jokes, lists, and other unsolicited noncommercial email messages sent by an individual to a large number of people.
door dwell noun. The amount of time it takes for the door to close after having boarded an elevator.
learning a living present participle. Working in a job that requires the constant learning of new knowledge and skills. (From Marshall McLuhan: "In the age of electricity and automation, the globe becomes a community of continuous learning, a single campus in which everybody irrespective of age, is involved in learning a living.")
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Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Days Of Wine And Diapers
Here's some more gallery art from Saturday. Last night I got 10 sorely needed hours of sleep. I'm in a work crunch, since I have to make presentations in the US next week and in Europe the week after, details to follow. Tonight I'm dining with Jon Schwartz, who worked for me at JPM, to celebrate his leaving the bank, traveling to Portugal, China, and Vietnam this summer, and starting his masters in international affairs at NYU this fall. Jon's my favorite person to discuss world affairs and current events with, he always brings a unique perspective that's intelligent but true to his liberal heart. AOS abbreviation. All options stink; a situation in which there is no optimum or ideal course of action.
cutensil (kyoo.TEN.sul) n. A kitchen implement or other utensil with a cute design
diaper change noun. A visit by a computer technical support employee to a troublesome user. "[A] diaper change [is one] of several daily visits by a tech-support person to the desk of a particularly cranky, lazy, or technically incompetent user."
—"Jargon Watch," Wired
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Monday, June 21, 2004
anacronym noun. An acronym where few people remember what each letter stands for (anachronistic + acronym).
dining al desko (al.DES.koh) adv. having lunch or dinner at one's desk. Al desko is a clever play on the adverb alfresco, which means "outdoors" or "in the open air."
butt call n. An unintended phone call placed by sitting on one's cell phone.
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dining al desko (al.DES.koh) adv. having lunch or dinner at one's desk. Al desko is a clever play on the adverb alfresco, which means "outdoors" or "in the open air."
butt call n. An unintended phone call placed by sitting on one's cell phone.
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Eve Of Summer, Slope of Park
Yesterday flew by quickly, all 15 hours and 6 minutes of it... But it ended nicely, in Park Slope, having dinner with Bart. I arrived there an hour late, 12 blocks further south than I had hoped, after a series of train calamties and miscalculations. Happily, I was able to walk those 12 blocks right down the middle of 7th avenue in the glowing sunset, since a street fair had ended an hour ago but the traffic barricades were still up. Honey duck at Lemon Grass Grill was succulent, a sensory cyclone of sweet crunchy duck breast, ginger, baked apple, and vegetables. It was lovely to see Bart, who will be moving to Park Slope, together with his boyfriend Ashley, with whom he just celebrated one year together! Happy anniversary, you two..
After dinner, we strolled in the twilight past Grand Army Plaza to the Brooklyn Museum, now ravishing and cutting-edge with its newly enhanced façade.
Now, complementing the greek columns is a post-modern glass entrance (see pic from google below), with catwalk promenades and white brick stairways with giant-size steps to encourage sitting down. My own photo, pictured above: museum artifacts decorating the Eastern Parkway/Brooklyn Museum subway station. 
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Sunday, June 20, 2004
The Longest Day
Happy Summer Solistice, Everyone!!! We New Yorkers are reveling in today's 15.1 hours of sunlight and 16.3 hours of visible light, that's as long as a New York Day will ever get... Up at St John the Divine's there's a Summer Solistice festival, it's among today's possible forays. I want to digisnap myself some more art to savor as background slide shows on my wide computer screen, so I may hit the Met, by way of Central Park. And, best of all, dinner with my dear pal Bart, somewhere near slope of Park... 
More about !!! (pictured left relaxing)... What an exciting band! It's an 8-person ensemble and some are multi-instrumental, so there can be up to 4 percussionists, 2 guitarrist, a bass player, a keyboardist, and 2 horn players... Lead vocalist Ric Offer is a shaggy-haired, hunky, agit-prop of a jumping bean, his growling, gravely, but energetic chanting suggests Lou Reed freaking out on speed... : - ) They embody the dancepunk movement, and they make you shake your butt to hyper-urgent politically-themed grooves, which flesh themselves out over 6,7,8, even 9 minutes, shifting angles, exploring textures, and building in cathartic intensity. "There's Bush's America, and the America of the rest of us. But don't worry, we're gonna get it back!," yelped Offer, to thunderous clapping and footstomping as he launched into "Pardon My Freedom," followed by their signature song, "Me And Giuliani Down By The Schoolyard (A True Story)." Odd invitation: "Come to our afterparty, but not unless you're drenched in sweat and cum..."Finally, more art from yesterday's gallery hop...
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