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11/22/2004
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I Get By With a Little Help...
I am just getting off of what can only be described as a great weekend. Which followed a good week in Chicago, seeing the Pixies twice, and coming to terms with the idea that, no matter what I do, Kim Deal will never love me as much as I want her to.

Sure, I went in to work both Saturday and Sunday, and sure, I saw way too much of David Bowie's crotch (Saturday evening showing of Labyrinth, that is. I'm not a creepy Bowie stalker or anything), but it was good. If we extend the weekend back to Thursday, it gets even better.

The Good:

  • Seeing the Magnetic Fields play at Carnegie Hall, and falling in love with that band all over again.
  • Hanging out at a crazy Bulgarian bar, dancing to bad Eastern European and Middle Eastern dance pop while a Sonny and Cher movie played on one screen and a Bulgarian comedy show featuring women seducing cows played on another.
  • A crazily in-depth conversation about the nature of love that covered a fair amount of meta- and quantum physics during the duration.
  • Good tapas.
  • A cab ride up the East Side Highway. Seriously, that's it. Something about that ride makes me love New York City intensely.
  • The Labyrinth. Sure, it's kind of cheesy, but it's hard not to love the muppets when they're on.
  • Hanging out with about a half dozen of my favorite people in NYC. How can you complain about that?


The Bad:

  • A bad chicken taco that decided it really didn't want to stay in my stomach as it had originally agreed to (it being food is a tacit agreement to follow the proper channels), chosing to go out through the in door. No alcohol was involved in this incident.
  • Ten-key data entry. Seriously, ten-key can suck my left nut.
  • Carpal tunnel. See above.
  • Being woken up confused and disoriented on Saturday afternoon by a ringing phone. I think I threatened to kill the caller, who told me I was "very cute" when I'm tired and discombobulated. [This one could almost go up into the "Good" category, since it eventually lead to going to "Labyrinth."]


Really, that's about it. An amazing weekend where I found myself once again in love with the city and the people in it. I think I need more friends, though, so this can be a more common experience for me.

Will you be my friend?

Please?

You'd be joining a great cast of people

Seriously, I have friends in cities all over the world, but I don't have a huge number of them in New York City. I think I need to start importing them.

Or maybe I'm just being too greedy.

Cities that aren't New York in which I have friends good enough to be referred to as "Good Friends," in order of distance away (not closeness of friend)

  • Melbourne, Australia
  • Juneau, AK
  • Lund, Sweden
  • Edinburgh, Scotland
  • Last sighted in Vancouver, Canada
  • Irvine, CA
  • Fargo, ND
  • Dekalb, IL
  • Chicago, IL
  • Madison, WI
  • Some podunk town in West Virginia


Can we please put together a collection to import these people here, so I can have great evenings all the time?

And once we do that, then we can work on getting Kim Deal to love me.






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