stuff & things

(images from weburbanist.com, thanks to aaron)

i dont mean to sound ungrateful, because i am happy to be in new york, especially during this little economic crisis, but the tourist situation is driving me mad! yeah, yeah, weak dollar, tons of tourists, new york is doing fine financially. GET IN THE PACE! GET OFF THE STREETS! you are holding me up & reminding me that i do not have a business on st marks that charges $185 for a 100% polyester maxi dress. my friend josh used to hate riding in a car that i was driving. he is prone to road rage, anyway, but especially with drivers (like me) who hesitate. and now i understand. never hesitate! i make & pay for enough mistakes on my own, why should i have to wait for your adorable three year old to climb the stairs, an illegal u-turn or a kansas crowd blocking the sidewalks outside of the american diner?

ok, sorry about that. im back in good spirits & i love the east village. there are so many parts of manhattan that challenge my gag reflex, but i do love the east village/les. maybe that is because i can afford the yoga classes, music and art that is there....hmm. plus, the buses in that part of the city are less crowded and the drivers have a sunnier disposition (meaning they honk when they drive past you waiting). in general, i have found that if you dont have your bike (tear), the bus is a decent second.

i dont know that ive ever made my enormous crush on simon pegg public, but i cant help it now that run fat boy run is coming out. sure, it is mostly because of the crush & the fact that i am dying to see a movie that i am so excited, but still. come on. it does look pretty amazing. and that is what is distracting me from the sad truth that grizzly bear is playing @ bam with paul simon & i cant afford to go. it would be rad, but i will just have to resort to stalking grizzly bear & finding out where they practice in bklyn.

so my craaazy super, pablo, has this dog (a husky mutt) who is so beautiful. he doesnt have a name. im guessing he is 3-5 yrs old, fully grown. he is sweet, hungry & bored and i dont know what to do for him. i dont want to call animal control or whatever because i dont want him to be killed. you know i love animals, & i would take him, but he is big & im not home enough right now. nor can i afford (yet) to feed a 70+/- lbs. animal. if i could, brutus would be up here. also, there is the whole germany thing.....but the poor guy looks so sad & noy (roommate) & i are constantly trying to give him attention & water. pablo throws food in the courtyard for him to eat twice/day, but it isnt what you would call quality. anybody want to rescue a precious dog?

finally, it's on paper: journalism is dead.

my mind has been on my new project all day, so i thought i would share. here is some reading on what i will be working on for the next month or so:
I-VAWA
Afghan women
i think after this round (three), i may need a friggin massage. or a comedic performance. possibly a new job. we shall see.....