New York Still Isn't Impressing Me with its Hospitality

It sucks when your boyfriend gets clocked on the head with a glass bottle. Reminds me of that time the British press released a tape of Liam and Noel Gallagher arguing during an interview. Noel tells Liam, "It's football hooliganism and I won't stand for it."

I don't feel like going into detail, but no, I wasn't there at the time. No, he doesn't know who did it. Yes, we're fuming mad. Yes, we went to the emergency room. Biggups to Benjamin Killian at Beth Israel! No, it's no fun seeing your boyfriend covered in blood. Yes, those are 9 staples in his head. Yes, he had to shave his head. Biggups to Frank for attending to him; I wouldn't have been able to do it alone. Honorable mention: Brother Bear for providing medical counseling via phone.

Still hatin' on New York.

Back to nursing the injured...excuse me.

HATE. HATE. HATE. HATE. HATE.

LOOKING AT PLACES TO LIVE IN NEW YORK.

Every place seems like a rape den. If you're not rich, what the fuck is the point of living New York?

Someone remind me.

The Importance of Being Earnest

Here are some things I want:

1. Insurance (so I can get my bum leg to physical therapy.)
2. a hair cut (so that dryness and tangling will no longer halt my daily schedule.)
3. wax: legs and bikini (shaving for like 14 years has finally gotten to my skin.)
4. an apartment (again, can't tell if i'm being picky.)
5. a brand new wardrobe (I feel like I haven't gotten new clothes since last fall.)
6. new glasses (I love my glasses now, but need an update.)
7. a puppy (for good measure.)
8. a new ipod (I haven't had one since...06? Can't even remember.)
9. gym membership (i'm fat.)
   

xoxo

santa, feel free to pitch in here.

Damon Albarn Loves Black People!

What?
It's true!
See for yourself:



I love pretty much anything Damon Albarn does. He's the master of music proliferation. His latest project is a speakerbox for Honest Jon's record label based in London, but of course, much more worldly. It includes work from artists he met during his trips to Africa. I was able to check him out on a whim at Avery Fisher Hall at Lincoln Center in mid July.

http://www.honestjons.com/shop.php

Here's an article that describes the project better:

http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2008/jul/08/popandrock.culture

Check it out!

Finding an Apartment in New York

Is like trying to find a clean syringe in Coney Island beach. Nearly impossible.

Last week a neurotic Hasidic Jew tried to sell me on a $1900 hallway. It really was a lovely hardwood floor hallway, I will say that. It did have ample lighting, but a communal shower and kitchen. No, thanks. He seemed to get mad I wasn't jumping all over him to sign the lease. Not that I could jump all over him if I wanted to. He can't touch women, let alone a seedy gentile such as myself.

Just today I saw another 800 square foot 'loft' style apartment with no tub. Is it too much to ask to get a tub in your freakin' apartment? I have a bum knee and need my afternoon water aquatics.

Also, half these brokers don't understand the concept of a loft, but I guess that's how they trick hopeful would-be renters into viewing spaces. Just because a place doesn't have partitioned rooms doesn't mean it's a loft. Just because it has more than one window doesn't mean it's a loft. Also, when the floors are actually wood board covered in polyurethane, they shouldn't be listed as hardwood. Just some basic ethics and good natured selling.

For example, here is a lovely image taken from a listing on Craiglist.org for a new condo in the fabulously gentrified 'Willy B':I mean, I just can't believe those girls come with the condo...

Espana es el mejor!

photo from: elpais.com

Congratulations to the Spanish national team in their Euro 2008 win yesterday in Vienna against Germany.

V and I and our buddies here in SF went to a bar on Upper Haight to watch the game. I love this team and totally believed they were strong enough to pull it off---for the first time in 44 years!

The winning goal was made by Fernando 'El Nino' Torres. I had my eye on him for a while, and since he's younger, it's made me feel bad. I've since turned to my cutie pie gorilla, Carles Puyol. He's got a sexy back. Me-OW!

As we know, sports and especially, futbol, is more than just some sexy men running around in matching jerseys. If you watched at least one game Spain has played this tournament, you'll immediate notice how very connected this team was. I believed they could go all the way, and I think more importantly, they believed in themselves this time around. The chemistry and mastery of play could not be denied!

Might I say, the best year in sports?! Again, congrats Espana!

Retirement

On Saying Goodbye to Two Very Dear Pairs

I'll admit I do get sentimental about shoes. They are like friends. It's not often you find the right fit or style. I wanted to take the time to say goodbye to two shoes who have been with me since the early 2000s. Onisuka Tigers were purchased in Boston in 2002 while I was visiting N in college. Nike Cortez are an ode to Syracuse and purchased for $20 at Foot Action on a random trip to Carousel Mall with LG.

So many times I buy a pair of shoes and I wear them once and end up tossed in the depths of my closet. Oh, but not these suckers. They went with me everywhere. I've been to Europe, Honduras, East coast and West. They've touched countless sidewalks and roads. Mang, I can still remember the Tigers pinching the sides of my wide ass feet as I broke them in on my walk across Las Ramblas in Barcelona. They were with me all throughout my trip to Scotland and covered my feets as I walked into bars playing 'Songbird' by Oasis.

When they started to deteriorate, I went into denial mode. I thought maybe I should just replace the sneakers for the same pairs. The Tigers were still sold in multiple stores around SF; the Cortezes were proving to be more difficult. At the end, I knew I had to give it up when I was starting to feel the concrete through the soles of the Tigers and when there was a hole in the Cortezes.

Thankfully, the Other M was inspired to find two other sets of sneakers on his eBay perusings. Maybe I'd been overwhelmed at replacing two such good pals so immediately. Maybe I was worried I'd never find something so good again.

Either way, I was taken care of.