Saturday, July 31, 2004
Free Entertainment Of The Third Kind
I love "Overheard In New York," a wonderful site by Morgan Friedman I check daily for funny and bizarre dialogue overheard around town. Best of all are hilarious title/responses Morgan thinks up for each entry. Here are recent samples:
1. How About "We Don't Try to Conquer Europe"?
German tourist: You can't smoke inside and you can't drink outside. What the hell do you people do in New York City?
2. Swing Low Sweet Chariots
Teen girl #1: I hate you. Your boobs are always so cute and perky!
Teen girl #2: Yeah, but when I'm not wearing a bra, they're like...down to my navel.
3. Sausage Fest Y2K4
Man #1: I am getting ready to throw my annual party soon.
Man #2: Dude, just remember to invite women this year.
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Friday, July 30, 2004
It's A Beautiful Day... and Help Is On The Way... We Democrats now have our marching songs, courtesy of U2 and the Whatnauts. Add them to your I-Pods!
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From last week’s Onion, my favorite feature, “What Do YOU Think?"
Question: “Researchers recently said that the chimpanzee, hunted for meat and threatened by deforestation, could be extinct in 50 years. What do you think?”
Answer 1: "Oh, boo hoo. They had their chance."
Answer 2: "They're being hunted for meat? Are chimp fajitas any good?"
Answer 3: "Well, I say it's one less species who will masturbate in public. Good riddance!"
Answer 4: “As a poacher, whenever I catch a chimp, I just throw it back. I'm after the tastier marmosets."
Answer 5: "What?! Oh, chimps. I thought you said 'chicks.' Shit. Wow. For a second there... fuck."
Answer 6: "Crap! We'd better remake The Barefoot Executive now, before it's too late."
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Question: “Researchers recently said that the chimpanzee, hunted for meat and threatened by deforestation, could be extinct in 50 years. What do you think?”
Answer 1: "Oh, boo hoo. They had their chance." Answer 2: "They're being hunted for meat? Are chimp fajitas any good?" Answer 3: "Well, I say it's one less species who will masturbate in public. Good riddance!" Answer 4: “As a poacher, whenever I catch a chimp, I just throw it back. I'm after the tastier marmosets." Answer 5: "What?! Oh, chimps. I thought you said 'chicks.' Shit. Wow. For a second there... fuck." Answer 6: "Crap! We'd better remake The Barefoot Executive now, before it's too late." this entry's permalink
Thursday, July 29, 2004
Girl Drink Drunk
My French friends safely arrived, so we headed to Regional Thai Taste to celebrate their visit and our two broken elevators : - ) Lively colors on a red background predominate, creating a bright collage of decor, cuisine, and Girl Drinks. Of course, Girl Drinks the exotic, multi-colored beverages flavored by fruit, powered by rum, and adorned with plastic mermaids and folding umbrellas. I only get drunk drinking Girl Drinks. Yes, I am Girl Drink Drunk. : - ) Quote of the Day
"Working with Julie Andrews is like getting hit over the head with a valentine." - Christopher Plummer (Canada's most brilliant theater actor of the 50s and 60s, who regrets that he'll be remembered for playing Captain Von Trapp in the film he refers to as "The Sound of Mucus." ) : - )
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Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Two jet-lagged guests, two broken elevators... ...and a partridge in a pear tree.... But I was a good friend and helped them carry their suitcases to the freight elevator, now the only alternative to the stairs, until they either fix elevator 1 or finish the renovation on elevator 2
This is Christian's first NYC visit, and will be Denis' first San Francisco-Vegas-Natural Parks visit when we head west a week from Friday... It's now 4 in the morning Paris time, they've just conked out and I'm about to do likewise. Cheery-o
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This is AT&T® 23rd Street...
...Next stop, Microsoft® 14th Street?
Bewitched, broke, and bewildered, New York's transportation authority MTA is planning to plug their $1 billion deficit by seeking corporate sponsorship of subway stops and even transportation hubs! Which is more disturbing, a $3 subway fare or boarding a train at Reebok® Grand Central Station? I guess I'd have to choose the latter, groaning, rather than incresae the already heavy burden on NYC's low-wage earners. NY Times had a good article on this yesterday, too.Fun facts: 1) More Americans ride NY's MTA in 11 weeks than take airplanes in an entire year. 2) Every 3 years NY's MTA moves the entire population of the earth - 6 billion rides!
Spot quiz - e-mail me your guess of how many women senators we have, how many women in the House of Representatives, and what percentage of state legislators are women... I'll post the closest guesser, and the actual answer, on Friday...
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Whirr. Whirr. Time does fly! Denis arrives tonight! Susan Sontag's gonna get me... Yesterday as I crunched numbers I pondered the implications of photographing strangers. I had been taking increasing pleasure in catpuring all the spontaneous oddity I encounter every day in digital photos and posting them here. But am I also violating these people, stealing their images to make fun of them on my blog? "To photograph people," Sontag said, "is to violate them...It turns people into objects that can be symbolically possessed." I'm not sure how I feel about this issue, I'm still digesting. Quote of the Day:
"As a rule, I am very careful to be shallow and conventional where depth and originality are wasted." - Lucy Maud Montgomery, writer
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Tuesday, July 27, 2004
Nail-rific!
I spotted this lady on the subway last night, sporting foot-long curlicue gray fingernails adorned with stripes and other patterns, on one hand only. Throwing shyness and courtesy to the wind, I grabbed for my camera and snapped. Photography really makes you tune in to the world around you, which in New York is filled with oddity and wonder.Denis and Christian arrive from Paris tomorrow night! From tomorrow to Labor Day, continuously, I'll either have visitors, be on vacation, or both. I've split my vacation into two one-week pieces, bracketed by weekends. I head west with Denis and Christian for the first leg, Aug 6-15, to search for America's soul on a meandering route from Utah to San Francisco, stopping at four national parks and Las Vegas. My Mom arrives the day I return, and I leave one week later (TBD, probably Europe and driving a stick shift) while she and her friend Harriet stay at my place and enjoy a NY holiday. Can you remember all that? : - )
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Monday, July 26, 2004
Quote of the Day:
"And how old would you be if you didn't know how old you were? " - Ruth Gordon, actress (Harold and Maude, Where's Poppa) ...I was frequently told in the 80s that I resembled Harold. : - )
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"And how old would you be if you didn't know how old you were? " - Ruth Gordon, actress (Harold and Maude, Where's Poppa) ...I was frequently told in the 80s that I resembled Harold. : - )
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Sunday, July 25, 2004
Sunny End... On my way up to Briarcliff to visit my friend Deborah and her family, sunbeams pierced the clouds, and sunlight bathed the remainder of the day. Highlights included a delicious and inventive home-cooked meal, and meeting Joshua, Deborah and Elias' 5 1/2 year old son. With my nephew Danny 3,400 miles away in Arizona, I feel kind of nephew-deprived. : - ) Joshua likes to cut up for the camera and he moves very fast, but I did manage to get a good natural shot (picture left). I'm going to learn true photography, really I am. This is the year! Six Feet Under, my favorite TV show in 20 years, had been falling off this season, but I'm glad Brian talked me into watching tonight. It had moments of dead-on emotional truth and felt much more organic. Nice to have it back
Two of my favorite current groups are the Bees (60s psychedelia) and the Hives (garage rock). Those who've known me a while will appreciate the irony of my liking groups with these names. : - )
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Outside Inside
It's an overcast Sunday, but I'm going to visit friends in Westchester, nice contrast to a solitary Saturday... I took these pictuers of outdoor and indoor art on Thursday:
This rusty coil graces the green island dividing Park Avenue:
This shiny gold vertical squiggle greets me at work every morning between the escalator and the elevator:
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Saturday, July 24, 2004
Shot 66 Times And Happy About It...
Good morning, and it is indeed. Rain pitter-patters outside, but inside I bask in my cocoon of art, music, air conditioning and good vibes... Thomas sent me all the pictures from our photo shoot Sunday, and I am blown away. I've put nine of my favorites on a special page for you to see. This should get me some dates! Speaking of Thomas, it turns out he's been living downstairs from the 'bomb cop,' an unhinged 9/11 crew survivor that allegedly planted a pipe bomb in the 42nd St subway Monday and burned himself 'rescuing the public' from it... Read about it in his Thursday post.
Facing Windows with Christi... Braving sheets of rain Christi and I took in a great Italian mystery/character film at the 70s-drenched, seat-bucket art house known as the Quad. "Facing Windows" is about young woman in a strained marriage whose husband takes in a lost elderly amnesiac, and who is attracted to the Clark-Kent-like young man whose window faces hers across the courtyard. Unfolding at a meandering but engaging pace, this story leads to some unexpected places.
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Friday, July 23, 2004
They've Got The Land...
...But We've Got The View
Freedom With Brownie Points... Yesterday, my 35th Floor deal marathon ended with a whimper. Despite being 85% done, unforeseen circumstances have pushed the project back to early September. But I added value and earned gratitude. Hope it does eventually happen... My thoughts turned to photography as the project's 30 bankers, laywers, customers, and go-fers began to mentally check out and disperse. 
Here's the Unilever building from an interesting angle. Above, the view southward down Park Avenue, with photographer Aaron superimposed. Quote del Giorno:
"My breasts are not actresses." - Liv Ullmann
Here's an odd aerial of Central Synagogue, an jewel of 19th century architecture which houses New York's longest runing Jewish congregation. Note the exquisite twin domes. The "twin" theme is a New York classic, with several dozen twin ornaments and buildings over the years, including of course WTC:
Modern Art, Corporate Cafeteria:
Finally, 350 Park Avenue, with its "new hat" following a 1990s facelift, and in the 1980s when I worked there:
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Thursday, July 22, 2004
Way Cool...
I was delighted to see, as I arrived home sleep-deprived from another intense day on the deal team, this amazing photo of me on my friend Thomas' photoblog, with a nice note. Thomas also snapped the lovely masthead photo in this blog's upper left corner, of me in my checkered shirt. He really captures something essential in his photo portraits, I think. I can literally feel my personality radiating from this photo... Quote del Día
"Sometimes I think we're alone in the universe, and sometimes I think we're not. In either case, the idea is quite staggering." - Arthur C. Clarke
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Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Kaleidoscope Spin Cycle
Quote of the Day
"Hey, I'm a simple man. I may not be able to point out Canada on a map but I know one thing ... It has too many bears" - Ted Nugent, singer-songwriter and Michigan luminary : - )
My sleep-deprived brain feels like a Kaleidoscope Spin Cycle... Why is Stevie Nicks doing chiropractor advertisements? :- ) ... hmmm 'hmmm' in Russian is 'gmmm.' I'm gearing up for another marathon day with the lawyers, the bankers, and the endless proofreading and bickering over semantics. High up on the 35th floor, looking south over East Midtown. The view out the panoramic window includes the tippy top of the UN and the pasted-on ornament that tops 350 Park Ave (could only find a picture of what it used to look like, see below), my very first workplace 22 years ago. ABBA would pronounce ago with an accent on the 'o.' I always found ABBA's cluelessness about English tonic stress to be one of their charms. this entry's permalink
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
(16 Hour Work-)Day Of The Friend
Just worked my first grueling 16 hour day -yes, 16, from 7:45am to 12 midnight, in quite a long time. I was sequestered on a deal with a conference room full of lawyers and businesspeople, high up on the 35th floor of a Park Avenue landmark building. I was basically hostage to a make-or-break deal for my team, working beyond my normal research duties. My mind is like jello, my muscles are wobbly, I ate cookies all day and about 13 lbs of Sushi when dinner finally arrived at 9:30pm. Not healthy. But temporary, thank goodness. It resumes tomorrow at 8am. And, oh yes, in a suit and tie!Ironically, July 20 is Friendship Day (Dia del Amigo) in Argentina, a day for celebrating personal connections, not burying oneself in work. I exchanged sweet message with my ex Andres, my friend Celia.. Celia informs me that the actual inspiration for Friendship Day was the July 20, 1969 'one giant step for mankind' - the lunar landing whose anniversary seems to have been forgotten amidst the campaign and conventions and security hubbub. In Argentina, restaurants are booked as friends go out to celebrate. Picture above is me, semi-celebratory in Paris, in one of the world's more beautiful restaurant bathrooms. I look like I've had a bit of Merlot. : - ) Well, bed time now...
p.s. If I had read the High Line site, I would have known in advance that police are agressively ticketing and arresting trespassers. Click here to see the High Line's four finalist designs and the other 716 entries, with 36 countries represented.
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LameNet
Remember my LA trip a month ago, when I wrote "I am writing this on the TV in my room, the only internet access offered here"? And I noted that "I enjoy the novelty though it is cumbersome. This is to interet access what an attic is to a penthouse. My analogy du jour. " Here, then, are two pictures I snapped of "Lame Internet."
Speaking of Cyber-lameness, my work is now blocking my blog server! ugggh! They're also blocking, Gothamist, my alternative blog news source. Well, that won't keep me from posting. Just like the musical group !!! said about Giuliani: "he can sick his lackeys on me / but he can't stop a new age dawning.."Quote du Jour:
"I think that everybody, to a certain extent, uses humor to hide behind, and I think Jews are particularly good at it. I'm not trying to suggest that there is anything bad about hiding behind something for the purpose of comedy. I think it's a device to take us away from the pain of living." - Jonathan Katz, 1947
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Monday, July 19, 2004
Today's Quote du Jour seems apt given my recent adventure. : - )
"Trouble has a habit of finding me and I have a habit of embracing it when it does." - G. Gordon Liddy, former White House aide and convicted Watergate felon.
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"Trouble has a habit of finding me and I have a habit of embracing it when it does." - G. Gordon Liddy, former White House aide and convicted Watergate felon.
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Sunday, July 18, 2004
Aaron Nabbed By Federal Agent On High Line (!)
Well, I wanted to be adventurous... Like any self-respecting NYC-based blogger and photographer, I wanted to experience the lovely, abandoned urban anomaly on sticks that is the High Line. For my non-NYC readers, the High Line is a defunct elevated freight railway (pictured left) that citizens are fighting to preserve as a park and promenade, fighting obtuse developers that wanted to tear it down. It's private property, yes, I knew that.. But it beckoned, and off I went, in Exclesior mode, with my camera and my mp3 player. 
So I headed for the Greyhound bus yard at 34th St and West Side Highway, as suggested by Gothamist, a NYC-themed blog. That's where the elevated railway touches ground, before climbing 20 feet up and extending over a mile southward, all the way to Gansevoort St in the Village, mostly running between 10th and 11th avenues. I snuck through between two large trailers (pictured left)and climbed up an embankment, on to the tracks. 
Exhilerated, I began my way upward, between the rails, among the weeds and wildflowers and shattered beer bottles, past flies, butterflies, and the occasional bee, and took a few pictures, shown left and below. I'd gone about 100 feet when a loud, angry voice from below insisted that I 'get down here right now' and inquired what the hell I was doing. Startled, I looked down and saw a uniformed agent with a gun. I froze, and he reiterated, or rather shouted, that I'd better come down and not try to run away. Alas, descending his side of the tracks involved a 10 foot drop with not much to grasp on the way down. And descend, I did, landing unharmed, and I went to face an irate federal agent. 
With his vocal chords on volume 10, the agent pointed to the 'no trespassing' posters and told me I could spend the next three days in jail, or just receive a summons, if I was lucky. He took my driver's license. I think I handled myself very well. I was calm, sober, polite, respectful and projected the aura of a decent person caught doing something admittedly dumb but not really harmful. I didn't speak much. He read me the riot act, and asked me questions, including why I did it (because it was pretty, I answered), where I worked, if I was working for lawyers, architects, or any of the many interested parties in the High Line struggle. 
In the end, he was lenient, giving me a summons to appear in Community Court, which, similar to a speeding ticket, will not go on my record or be reported to my employer. I signed the summons (see copy below) as requested, took a copy and my license, apologized, and walked home. Not quite the adventure I had hoped for, but at least I saw a small corner of the High Line. Happily, Friends of the High Line appear to be winning the battle, and I suspect that the rustly rails will house a beautifully green and serene urban promenade by the end of the decade. I'll have to make a contribution. This, by the way, made me the second Friend of The High Line to face prison in two days. Yes, that's right, Martha is a Friend. : - ) Today my blog is exactly six months old! What a way to celebrate....
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Saturday, July 17, 2004
36 Hours In The City Of Light
My friend Denis, taken last weekend in Paris. My blog server's best new feature makes it much easier for me to post my own photos here. I no longer have to go through the intermediate step of loading the photo first to my web page. Sun, Summer, Saturday Morning... Outside I go, shortly, for a gallery hop and a long-dreamed of elevated adventure (details to follow, if I pull it off).
I found an amazing art site, Insecula, that lets you comfortably browse some great Paris and New York museums, inlcuding Orsay, Pompidou, the Met, and MoMA. Collections are very complete, images are nice and large, and downloading is easy (except for the tiny Insecula copyright in the corner of each artwork). Well worth checking out! In addition to art, there's plenty of architecture and monuments, including over a hundred pictures of Cambodia's immense Angkor Wat, which I hobbled through on crutches in January 2003.
More Paris pictures:
Denis and Chrisitian's building faces the romantic Canal St Martin:
Denis works in a palatial building on Avenue Montaigne, with his office on second floor center. Yes, the one with the balcony! Evita, Evita.... : - )
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Friday, July 16, 2004
Complicated Is The New Simple
Blogger.com, my host, apparently upgraded its system last night. Arrgh. This means I have hundreds of new choices and options, but that I'm not sure I know how to do anything anymore! These changes are usually a net plus, once you've absorbed them... Also transformed is Allmusic.com, my ultimate music reference.. Now it's slow and cumbersome. Less Is More. Simple Is Sophisticated. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. : - ) Pictured left: Birds from my childhood. You get it, right? Movie time! I have plans to see movies with both Bart and Christi, tomorrow and next Friday respectively, but we haven't decided which movies. I came up with several possibilties, as follows, with links to their New York Times reviews: the gay comedy Touch Of Pink, the Italian thriller Facing Windows, Jeff Bridges' acclaimed performance in the John Irving adaptation "Door In The Floor," Will Ferrell's Anchorman, the Chinese love-triangle import Zhou Yu's Train, and the well-reviewed romantic drama The Notebook. Already seen, and really loved: Napoleon Dynamite and Fahrenheit 911.
Quotes Of The Day:
"Condoms are easier to change than diapers." - Bumper Sticker
"We need a president who's fluent in at least one language." - Buck Henry
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Thursday, July 15, 2004
This just in: The full name of Fiedel, my ex Brian's dog, turns out to be Fiedelis Barkingsworth : - ) Surnames considered and discarded include Chihuahuaberg and Poopington... Todd Solondz watch: Toronto Film Festival in September will see the debut of "Palindromes," the new film by the genius of "Happiness", "Dollhouse", and "Storytelling." Check out this cool Todd Solondz site.
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Lucy In The Field With Flowers
I love Lucy. Boston's amazing Museum Of Bad Art (MOBA) began with this attempt at painting gone awry...No obvious Bad Art in this collection, such as Elvis or puppy dogs on velvet: MOBA accepts only ingenious Bad Art. Basically, competent painters having a very bad day, or that took a major wrong turn... MOBA provokes hilarity by brilliantly satirizing museum-speak and art criticism! For example, describing "Lucy":
"The motion, the chair, the sway of her breast, the subtle hues of the sky, the expression on her face -- every detail combines to create this transcendent and compelling portrait, every detail cries out "masterpiece.""
"As with all great art, extended viewing reveals endless layers of mysteries: What is Norman Mailer's head doing on an innocent grandma's body, and are those crows or F-16's skimming the hills? "
MOBA can be found in the basement of the Deadham's Community Theater in surburban Boston, conveniently located just outside the men's room...
p.s. Bill Clinton boogies down with Kevin Spacey at a London gay club, and later provokes mayhem at a London straight club, in the July 14th post of his fake blog.
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Wednesday, July 14, 2004
How To Fight Loneliness
I'm still enjoying the Fake Bill Clinton Blog, which is gently funny, picturing him as slightly depressed and lonely, on the road promoting his book. It's kind of like how I'd feel if I were him... Here's an excerpt:
"I feel pretty lonely. With all my friends, my supporters, Hillary and Chelsea, I feel all alone, because all these people are connected with the politician Bill Clinton, not with me personally. How many friends do I have? How many people like me? Tony Robbins is right. It's over. I need to put politics behind me. Problem is, I am politics. If I have to move on, I'll have to start from scratch. All of a sudden, I'm 57 and I'm nobody and I have nobody. When I look around right now, I see the security guard leaning back in his chair. He notices me and gives me a disinterested look back.
I see the housekeeper cleaning the window. The look on her face tells me she'd rather be somewhere else. I see the spots she left on the window. I know I'll have to talk to her about her work pretty soon and I know she's so beaten by decades of hard manual labor, she won't even care if I fire her or not. "Quotes Of The Day:
"Health nuts are going to feel stupid someday, lying in hospitals, dying of nothing." - Red Foxx
"Today, we will settle this Indian problem." - George Armstrong Custer
Happy Bastille Day, Denis and Christian!!!
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Tuesday, July 13, 2004
40.5' N 73.3' W
New York's latitude and longitude have nothing whatsoever to do with zebras. Nor are either the subject of this post. : - ) Slander and Guilty Pleasure. Here's a hilarious excerpt from a fake on-line biography of Zachary Taylor, our 12th President:
"Taylor was the philanderer that JFK could only dream of being, twice the lush that Benjamin Harrison ever was. On a slow day, he was a bigger crook than Nixon, a worse gambler than James K. Polk, and more of an insufferable whining brat than George Bush. Few people are aware of this today." and "The story of exactly how he acquired the peculiar nickname "muskrat head" has unfortunately been lost, but we do know that he was plagued with it almost from birth."Here's the correct Taylor bio, from the White House web site.
Quotes Of The Day:
"It is difficult to produce a television documentary that is both incisive and probing when every twelve minutes one is interrupted by twelve dancing rabbits singing about toilet paper." - Rod Serling, 1958
"Forty is the old age of youth, fifty is the youth of old age." - Victor Hugo
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Monday, July 12, 2004
"Some editors are failed writers, but then, so are most writers..." - T.S. Eliot
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Out Of The Closet....
.... And On To The Music Charts
Great article on Jake Shears of Scissor Sisters in NEXT, one of NY's two gay going-out guides (the other is HX - Homo Xtra). Can an openly gay music group that doesn't fit into any one musical genre hit it big in the US like they did in Europe? Stay tuned - their CD comes out here July 27! It's 5am and I can't sleep - Arrgh. this entry's permalink
Sunday, July 11, 2004
Je T'Encule, Connasse
That's colorful language here, which I learned last night from Christian and his friend Thierry as the 4 of us feasted at "La Boca", a local eatery with mile-high tin ceilings and soft pastel colors. Amazing food, but the waitress brought Denis beef insisting it was veal, as if we were credulous idiots. :-) Denis wound up eating very tasty lamb, half an hour after we'd all finished... To add insult to injury, they brought Denis the wrong dessert. In this country, that translates to no tip at all, since the waiterfolk here are paid a living wage. To Denis' relief, I have finally realized, after 11 years of visits, that it is not appropriate to leave 15% or more :-) Today will be long, as I arrive home 2am Paris time. Au revoir, my friends.this entry's permalink
Saturday, July 10, 2004
Bipolar weather in Paris - brilliant sunshine alternating with sudden downpours from blackening skies. Spectaculqr architecture and gallic charm abound. Guess what American movie my French friends decided we should see? Pictured: Denis circa 1993. this entry's permalink
In Paris and very very happy to see my dear friend Denis and his boyfriend Christian. It's suddenly very sunny here - off to Museé D'Orsay and to stroll by the Seine.... and tomorrow night, home sweet home....this entry's permalink
Friday, July 09, 2004
So I'm coming home to NY Sunday, not Monday, after all. All three managers made other plans for Monday morning. Ping. Pong. Ping. Pong. Ping. Pong.
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Nift
If hefty people have heft, and pithy sayings have pith, why shouldn't nifty sayings have "nift"? On that note, my quotes du jour:"A meeting is a place where the minutes are kept, but the hours are lost" - anonymous
"If your work speaks for itself, don't interrupt it!" - some businessman quoted on Bloomberg screen last week
Today: 3 meetings, scramble to Heathrow, plane to Paris, and midnight reunion w Denis and Christian on beautiful Quai de Valmy. This is where the French movie icon Arletty made her famous 'atmosphere' speech (after her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend told her 'I need to change my atmosphere, and my atmosphere is you.') Arletty is the star of the epic "Children of Paradise" from 1945, which is France's equivalent of "Gone With The Wind" for its sweep, romance, and splendor. Btw, the picture above is from TopLeftPixel, one of my favorite photoblogs.
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Thursday, July 08, 2004
Gourmet Thai food, white wine, Doug, and a chilly July London evening... Life can be so nice.... this entry's permalink
Not A Selling Point
Running on adrenalin, but running well! I love marketing. I thrive on attention. I adore a captive audience. : - ) It's nice to feel wired. Looks like I'm coming back here Sunday night to see my bosses Monday morning before flying home. Our secretary's gonna love this : - ) I'm staying at the Millenium on Grosvenor Square. It is next to the American Embassy. I am not sure this is a selling point (see picture) : - )this entry's permalink
I just arrived in Sunny London, safe, sound, and somewhat sleep-deprived. And quite happy nonetheless. It was a trip rich in mishaps and anecdote potential - which must wait for later, since I have four back-to-back meetings beginning in just 8 minutes! I'm delighted to be having dinner with Doug, who's based here, tonight. And tomorrow evening, I fly to Paris to spend the weekend with my dear pals Denis and Chrisitian. 6 minutes left. Better scurry. Have a great day stateside, or whereever you may be. this entry's permalink
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
Take Me Down To Martha's Farm
Rolling hills, winding dirt roads, huge tracts of land, classic American homes... Such are my impressions of Pound Ridge, NY and environs, during a lovely drive around the area with my Pound-Ridge-ian friends, Kevin and Stephen, who I visited on Monday. Many celebrities call this area home, among them a recent arrival named Martha Stewart, whose 'farm' we drove by. This amalgamation of century-old farmsteads resembles at first glance a historical restoration, a la Old Sturbridge Village. Oddly, what looks like the newly-built main residence is right near the fence. You'd think she'd have put it far away from curious eyes, being a recent project and all. Or, perhaps this gargantuan stone mosaic building is actually a guest house or even a barn. Later, we passed a residential community more suggestive of Martha's immediate future: the Taconic Women's Correctional Facility. : - ) It did look odd, surrounded by high fence of barbed wire, amid the placid and tony surroundings.
Check out the fake Bill Clinton blog. Very cute. : - ) I wish he really would start a blog.Stop The Presses, Part 2 : - )
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Tuesday, July 06, 2004
Quote of the Day:
Thomas E. Dewey woke up and learned that Harry Truman, not he, actually won the presidential election, when all the votes were counted. Dewey said he felt like a man who awoke in a sealed coffin with a lily in his hand. "If I'm alive, what am I doing here?" he asked. "And if I'm dead, why do I have to go to the bathroom?"
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Thomas E. Dewey woke up and learned that Harry Truman, not he, actually won the presidential election, when all the votes were counted. Dewey said he felt like a man who awoke in a sealed coffin with a lily in his hand. "If I'm alive, what am I doing here?" he asked. "And if I'm dead, why do I have to go to the bathroom?"
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Oopsy Daisy
Dewey Wins? : - ) The Post screwed up and announced Gephardt was Kerry's VP pick, but their Scoop turned out to be Poop. : - ) I usually avoid current events on this page, but as a fashion and culinary note, I think the egg all over Rupert Murdoch's face is very becoming : -) "Oh no!" was my reaction when I saw the Gephardt headline in the subway. Imagine my relief just minutes later at my desk, getting the real story. I'm so happy. Edwards is the man. And a cute one, at that. : - ) Below, another great headline screw-up, from 1948! Truman sure looks happy! 
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Monday, July 05, 2004
Chutes Too Narrow...
Reasons To Be Cheerful... These are The Shins, who have graced us with two delightful, flawless CDs, each one a banquet of lyrical wit and melodic roads less traveled. Sample lyrics:
"After that confrontationYou left me wringing my cold hands
We shared some information
We might not recover from
And I watch your convictions
Melt like ice cubes in an ocean
You were so poorly cast as a malcontent"
- Shins, "Mine's Not A High Horse", 2003
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Sunday, July 04, 2004
Aaron the Talking Head...
'Twas a solitary July 4 (and 3). I went to the Met Museum today and photographed about 800 works of art in 3 hours, to enjoy at home via slide-show shuffle play. Some friends had invited me to a barbecue in Westchester but it was cancelled at the last minute. Tomorrow, I have another Westchester invitation, which is thus far uncancelled. Tomorrow night: drinks with Bart and probably Will, also thus far uncancelled. Work recommences Tuesday, highly unlikely that anyone will cancel that. Here, for your amusement, are pictures of me on (closed-circuit) TV, practicing being interviewed with ABN's media consultant. Aaron the talking head. : - ) Happy 4th! 
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Saturday, July 03, 2004
The Michael Moore Diet
Warts and all, Fahrenheit 9/11 is, indeed, essential viewing. First and foremost, it's enormously entertaining, and at the Bush administration's expense. : - ) Moore uses much live footage of Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld et alia saying things that are preposterous, inane, and uncannily revealing. "Fahrenheit" is brilliantly written, paced, and edited - it succeeds as superb film-making, though certainly not as balanced journalism. Moore infers that the Bush team is conspiratorially evil, motivated only by greed and gain, which is probably an exaggeration. He depicts Bush and company as even more glaringly stupid than they probably are. The French have a saying that "he who exaggerates, diminishes." Nonetheless, "Fahrenheit" does the public an enormous service in several ways: 1) It presents in vivid detail some indisputable facts that many Americans are ignorant of, such as past U.S. support of both Bin Laden and Hussein by the Reagan administration, the Bush family's close personal and financial relationship with the Saudis, and our government's flying Bin Laden family and 100 other Saudis out of the country on September 13, before the air travel ban was lifted. 2) It shows us, graphically, the human suffering inflicted on both the Iraqis and our own soldiers by this war, using footage rarely seen on network news, which showed us an "air-brushed" war from their "embedded" front-row seats. 
We witness the grief of Lila Lipscomb (pictured left with her husband), a lovely community worker and proud supporter of our troops who is shattered when her own son dies needlessly in Iraq. This story is told mostly by soliders and their families, politicians, and security people, on center stage in their own words, with Moore intermittently narrating. Again, a stirring experience. See it. But see it after you see Napoleon Dyanmite.this entry's permalink
Friday, July 02, 2004
Daydream Destination
Not just meat, onions, and garlic! At Jae's of Boston, a pan-Asian bistro run by Koreans, I stuck with the sushi. But Erik let me sample his Korean spicy chicken stone pot and it was surprisingly scrumptious. Maybe Korea isn't the culinary Britain of Asia, after all. Food for thought..Today: strolling amidst the greenery and bay windows in the July (!) sun, including a stop at Museum of Fine Arts. Tonight's probable temperature: Fahrenheit 911. Pictured left: Aaron on a previous visit to Boston. : - ) More later. Peace. this entry's permalink
Thursday, July 01, 2004
2004, Part Two...
The Joker Is Wild: Our Sixteenth Meeting was with a ranting, raving, bristling visionary cynic of a fund manager, who thinks emerging markets countries and companies are a bunch of crooks! : - ) But he did give me my quotes of the day: "The Brazilians always manage to pull defeat out of the jaws of victory"
and
"(President Garcia) went through that country (Peru) like a bad rock band through a good hotel"
: - )
Happy Weekend, which for me just started. It is also Brianfriday. Back in NY Saturday. Never forget Little Aaron! : - )
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Boston. Sleepy. Dinner at Jimmy's Harborside last night was lovely, seafood, harbor view, down-home feeling. Great customer, this guy who lives in Vermont and manages his family's money, over 50% in emerging markets. Good company. Off to four more meetings, then it's Miller time, as we said in the 70s. Enjoy, holiday approaches..
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