Rain: Can I borrow your phone? Me: (absentmindedly) Sure. Rain: Here you go. Me: Thanks. Hey – what’d you do? Rain: Nuthin! So paranoid…
My mind’s elsewhere, and elsewho, again. At least it’s the weekend.
I’m in a 300 year old building in Passau that’s been converted to apartments. The ceilings are high with wooden floors and painted on the entire far wall is a pop art portrait of a blond girl crying. Honey and Katherine are there. We’d just gotten back from Vienna. A woman I love is there too. She whispers her nonsense word into my ear and I whisper mine back. We’re having an early dinner of pasta when Marvin Gaye comes on.
Honey shrieks, and jumps onto the table to dance when my girl pulls me up and says, “You too” as I laugh and follow. She smiles, turns back to me and says – (phone alarm rings, it’s 5:15AM in NYC)
Me: (sit up and look groggily at phone) Dammit Rain…dammit…
Fall back into bed and plot revenge against Rain. Sigh. Toss off covers. Flip on Ghosts of Goodbye and start doing situps as ghosts fade away.
Location: 2 hours ago, on Broadway, remembering
Music: I will show you someone that you never thought you’d be
Helen Keller said that Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet.
She was on the money. Oh, speaking of Helen Keller, click here for a short video I made a while ago.
Anyway – I woke up mad early and hopped to court again. I got what I wanted but that’s a story for another time. I couldn’t celebrate because I had to run to the office and land a client. Then I got a shut-off notice from ConEd and the contractor for my new office wants another $6,000. It’s always something.
The thing is, you gotta keep bobbing ‘n weaving. My dad told me recently, there’s really only one end, everything else is an opportunity. I hope he’s right.
I ran out the door at five today to make a massive holiday party with some killer food. There I met a pretty blue-eyed dancer whom I feel now I should’ve asked for her number but instead, I gave her mine.
Afterwards, I had coffee with two recent college grads and a girl in college at a diner on 34th near where I met Blue Jean Eyes. Old ghosts. I told them to save 10% of everything they ever made, learn a foreign language, meet as many people as they could, and see the world.
I wish someone told me that last one when I was in college.
Saw a concert with Camera Obscura and The Last Town Chorus
Hopping on a 6AM train bound for Baltimore tomorrow. Exam.
Not ready but when are we ever for these tests we take in life?
Did go to that concert Friday at the seaport to see Camera Obscura. Opening act was The Last Town Chorus – that’s a pic of the lead singer, sorry so blurry, I was hella far away. They sang a cover of Bowie’s Modern Love.
Told the Grey-Eyed Girl I went with that I spent prom night at the seaport. She got a kick outta that. Been in this @#$! town too long.
Speaking of towns, looks like she and I are heading for Friendsville – weird, it’s usually me driving there. Well, it happens.
Been on 20 dates with 14 girlies in 60 days. Plus I met two separate women on the way to the concert. Not sure I’m cut out for this modern love – I’ve essentially turbo-charged my disappointments and disappointing. Perhaps I’m just all charm and no substance.
Startin’ to think dating’s just an excuse for me to blow coin I ain’t got, time I don’t have and hope I can’t spare.