the one where i might have npd

only an economic crisis that leads nbc to cut their budget by $300 million (3% of their annual budget) could bring me out of my non-blogging mood. i mean, im pretty sure the only thing stable in our fat, happy, american lives is television. this must be serious. but then, w is the host of the much-anticipated upcoming world economic summit. now that event planner is one person whose job deserves to be cut in these hard times. i heard that this guy was the first choice, but he couldnt get out of jail to make the keynote speech. i dont have cable, so im not sure, but that last part might not be true.

wow, it has been so long...so much has happened. actually everything is the same. im still here in barookalyn, loving it, working lots, drinking red wine, enjoying this thing these yanks call, how you say, uhm autumn. despite a straight eleven day stretch of strict yoga and sessions with trainer hank, i have managed to gain 2.4 pounds (i blame that on my roommates tireless devotion to perfecting a winter veggie stew + her inability to cook for less than 46 people at a time. thanks, noy. im set for meals until summer 2028). ive read lots of good books lately thanks to a certain someones recent jaunt to the uk....will post favorites on librarything sometime this weekend (plus i will eventually text you back, eliz). ive read even MORE magazines, which i am not proud of, but what the hell else do you do while on one of those eliptical machines? i tried to focus on the workout the first few times, but you just cant not look like a jackass with your arms flailing about like that. magazines help me save face. i miss tread mills. though equally dangerous & humiliating, i will admit. thanks to the stupid 21st century cardio machines, not only is my pavement footprint 2.4 pounds deeper, but my carbon footprint is quickly gaining depth. it isnt all bad, though. i found a center for battery and light bulb recycling and, after 2028 i will no longer eat soup to help with the global warming thing. also, i found out that time magazine's eic is less of a dick these days. they had this one article that seemed to have several sequential nonpartisan sentences and another with a message from simon pegg about how americans use more sarcasm and less irony in their humor than other homosapiens. surely not.

what else have i been up to since august......i visited texas! i ate an obscene amount of breakfast tacos (which might just be the reason behind the yoga surge), went thrifting, enjoyed cheap cocktails and saw some great friends, family, music & brutus. it was my first time to visit all year, so of course, it was b i g g e r. the mccain signs and the dead sunday morning streets. ah, conservative christians. where do you hide in new york? under liberal, secular clothing?

being in texas was a great reminder of why i dont live there. but i do love it so. more and more each day. really. damnit, that sarcasm comment really made me untrustworthy.

texas also made me realize that i dont seek out enough new music up here. it is not so much in your face here, which is sad. but that is an upcoming goal. that and the soup thing. also, being a little more light hearted and less politically & socially frustrated. but i think im really getting better at that last part. can you tell a difference? i guess i am just a relentless rebel. when the rest of our complacent country starts paying attention to politics, economics and environmentalism, that is just about the perfect time for me to become an aloof fatass.

on a serious note, i am annoyed that every time i read the word "also" in my head it is with an obnoxious voice from fargo. thanks, tina.

i was going to insert several other pictures, but i think having just the one of richard hatch with the classic leg-hike pose is kind of perfect for this post.