So my sister was here all weekend- She arrived on Thursday night- I surprised her at the airport and we headed home, too tired to go out, we layed around and watched 200 Ciggarettes and fell asleep... Let's see.... what did we do... Walked, ate at my favorite Indian spot with Paige, went to the bar, met some weirdo who tried to convince me he was in the Babyshambles and tried to kiss me when I revealed to him that I have a Pavement ringtone on my phone, hit Soho, Midtown, Museam of Natural History with Metal, Pumkin Festival at Central Park, Walked from my place to the South Street Seaport to see Teetur along East River Park, Missed but apparently witnessed Teetur getting into a bar Brawl, hit more bars, ate magic pizza, went to my sister's favorite restaurant in Little Italy where the Maitre Dee came running at me as we walked in to welcome me back and shower me with lots of hugs, love and kisses, saw ice skaters at rockefeller Plaza, shopped 5th ave, ate some falafel, some sushi, some thai and gave her her FIRST bubble tea experience. And when she left, I hit the gym with my trainer and he WOKED my ass. I kept asking him if he was mad at me or something because yesterday's workout was especially grueling.
So today was back to business as usual. Work is picking up and I am busier than I have ever been which is a good thing- I was just told today that I will be attempting to build a 90 foot tall monster in times square... possibly.... we'll see about all that-
Would the fact that I like empty bars as opposed to packed bars classify me as anti-social? I mean... at least Im GOING to them right?
I mean, to me, it seems that everyone would like empty bars better... right? But no no, there they all are. At packed bars having a good time.
Mybe I just need to drink more.
Back to the Babyshambles guy. What the heck man, I mean, Seriously. Dude is standing outside Angels and Kings all antsy to leave because, "Someone Recognized him."
well- I had no idea how he was and told him I didn't care.
Then he begins dropping names that are falling from the sky like the rain did all day Friday and Saturday. Ryan Adams this, Julia Styles, that, Ultragirl whatever, Jack White blah blah blah.
I re-explained that I didnt care, and promtply left he and his friend's company and headed for much brighter prospects. PIZZA. and a Quik Run In with MIGUEL who just moved here fresh of graduating from Culinary School in SF and I heard him say the funniest thing I've heard in a long time (See Title.)
I cant wait for the basketball season to pick up and get exciting. I have high hopes for the Pistons this year, despite the shame Mr. Isiah Thomas has brought to the former "Bad Boys" with his recent Sexual Harrassment charges and all... It will also be excitng to watch what happens with LeBron.... Yes, Yes, lots to look forward to.
ADD much? Maybe....
I need a change soon.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Even Sleep is not Safe!
Last night I had an amazing night!
Metal met me after work looking for something to do for a little while before the Poison the Well show so we had a nice walk in the rain from Fashion District to West Village- I do love that kid and I'm so happy he is here.
We met up with Christina and her beautiful Palestinian/Colombian Friend and after introducing metal to Mamoons, and parting ways with him, the ladies and I went to a comedy show-
Christina met one of the comedians the night before on the train and he invited her to come and see him compete in the Semi-Finals for the Best Comic In NY competition that would lead to a spot at the NY Comedy Festival- we all got in for free and took our seats in the back and proceeded to laugh for the next hour and a half-
The night was great- some of those comics were hysterical! Christina's friend Rocco was really really funny. And a total loon- but in a good way- after the show he invited us to go to another comedy club (I guess that's what comics do- I wouldn't know I've never hung out near one before) but we had to go- Christina was heading home and I wanted to catch the end of the Sox Game-
So get home, Paige cleaned house and it looked Lovely, I watched a few seconds of the game, realised I didn't need to stay up to watch the end, and resided to my room to pop in Apres Vous (been watching a lot of French movies lately to bush up on my speaking skills... actually had a chance to practice with a lovely cab driver after the Shins show the other night :)) and I drift off to sleep and that's when it happens....
I fell into having a terribly disturbing dream. The type of dream that really messed me up this morning. It seemed so real and feasible... yet so unwanted and uncomfortable. I even went back to sleep after waking up to my alarm to try to go back and re-work the ending so I would wake up feeling better about it. Ugh- it has left me with an icky feeling I can not shake today-
Dreams like that make me wonder if what happens in the dream are an extension of my subconsious. Maybe I am bottling up something that came raging out of me in my dream last night. Maybe the dream was cast onto me as an extension of someone else's subconsious- whatever it was, I am quite unhappy about what went down.
Maybe there is something coming my way that this dream was warning me about.
Either way, whatever is going to happen, will happen. I guess we'll just see.
My sister is coming tonight to see/save me.
I am so excited!
xoxo
Jes
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
I'm SORRY
Indian government official dies after being attacked by monkeys
NEW DELHI, India (AP) —
Wild monkeys attacked a senior government official who then fell from a balcony at his home and died Sunday, media reported. New Delhi Deputy Mayor S.S. Bajwa was rushed to a hospital after the attack by a gang of Rhesus macaques, but succumbed to head injuries sustained in his fall, the Press Trust of India news agency and The Times of India reported.
Many government buildings, temples and residential neighborhoods in New Delhi are overrun by Rhesus macaques, which scare passers-by and occasionally bite or snatch food from unsuspecting visitors.
Last year, the Delhi High Court reprimanded city authorities for failing to stop the animals from terrifying residents and asked them to find a permanent solution to the monkey menace.
Part of the problem is that devout Hindus believe monkeys are manifestations of the monkey god Hanuman and feed them bananas and peanuts -- encouraging them to frequent public places.
Over the years, city authorities have employed monkey catchers who use langurs -- a larger and fiercer kind of monkey -- to scare or catch the macaques, but the problem persists.
Cigarettes and Bureaucracy
Been watching 200 Cigarettes a bunch lately- (I watch the same movies over and over again in case you don’t know me…) The movie basically takes place in my neighborhood, Alphabet City in Manhattan, and it is hysterical to see how the area used to be so run down and scary, which, now, it is not.
Eh well… I guess we’ll always have Detroit- I swear the day Detroit is no longer scary to the suburbanites, pop-punkers and emo kids, is the day I roll over and cry.
I LOVE that America hates Detroit. Fine with me. We can keep it to ourselves. The Music (too many to name), the legends (Iggy, Madonna, the NUGE,) the crumbling landmarks (train station, Tigers Stadium, Bell Aisle Aquarium, the economy) will live on in my heart forever. You think New York bureaucracy is messed up- Poor Detroit has little hope beyond what the failing sports teams bring to the table. A city with a mayor who has parties where strippers die and gets away with it is not a city that will thrive. Literally. The mayor got away with murder. Who wants to spend precious time running a city when you can hang out back stage at Hip Hop shows and kill strippers and get away with it.
Sorry. Tangent.
Back to the movie-
This kid I know is an extra in the movie and it is HILARIOUS! He is in a scene where Christina Ricci and her whiney best friend are at a show somewhere on Avenue B- and I was told to keep a look out for him because he was going to great lengths to make sure he was on camera- and oh man was he ever. The movie is great on its own but seeing this kid’s floating head in the crowd making funny faces and fighting past people to be on camera makes it so much better. And Paul Rudd is just genius in it. Positively genius. Very Wet Hot American Summer.
The shins show was amazing last night by the way. It was packed and all but it was GREAT! Been listening to Wincing the Night Away all day! *Sigh* I love that band. 4 song encore including a Pink Floyd Cover and all the Oh Inverted World and Chutes too Narrow my heart could take before practically Bursting out of my chest!
Big props and thank yous to my coworker that sprung tickers on me at 3 PM yesterday-
P.S. I love my new phone. I guess I would love any phone after coming out of the shell shock that is owning and operating a Nokia E62 for 7 months. But really. Having a good phone is so important in this day and age. Heed My Words people. Don’t buy a crap phone because it looks cool- I mean come on- aren’t we advanced enough to NOT have to look out for crappy technology? There is just too much good competition out there- I may look into suing Nokia for the emotional trauma that phone caused me. I used to get defensive when people would tell me how bad the phone I had was. But Just Saturday night- I was at the bar and after some random Steve bought Reena and I shots- I spent a half hour telling him how bad his Nokia E62 sucked! Then left. I think I forgot to thank him for the shot. Oh well. He was ugly. And had a stupid phone.
Eh well… I guess we’ll always have Detroit- I swear the day Detroit is no longer scary to the suburbanites, pop-punkers and emo kids, is the day I roll over and cry.
I LOVE that America hates Detroit. Fine with me. We can keep it to ourselves. The Music (too many to name), the legends (Iggy, Madonna, the NUGE,) the crumbling landmarks (train station, Tigers Stadium, Bell Aisle Aquarium, the economy) will live on in my heart forever. You think New York bureaucracy is messed up- Poor Detroit has little hope beyond what the failing sports teams bring to the table. A city with a mayor who has parties where strippers die and gets away with it is not a city that will thrive. Literally. The mayor got away with murder. Who wants to spend precious time running a city when you can hang out back stage at Hip Hop shows and kill strippers and get away with it.
Sorry. Tangent.
Back to the movie-
This kid I know is an extra in the movie and it is HILARIOUS! He is in a scene where Christina Ricci and her whiney best friend are at a show somewhere on Avenue B- and I was told to keep a look out for him because he was going to great lengths to make sure he was on camera- and oh man was he ever. The movie is great on its own but seeing this kid’s floating head in the crowd making funny faces and fighting past people to be on camera makes it so much better. And Paul Rudd is just genius in it. Positively genius. Very Wet Hot American Summer.
The shins show was amazing last night by the way. It was packed and all but it was GREAT! Been listening to Wincing the Night Away all day! *Sigh* I love that band. 4 song encore including a Pink Floyd Cover and all the Oh Inverted World and Chutes too Narrow my heart could take before practically Bursting out of my chest!
Big props and thank yous to my coworker that sprung tickers on me at 3 PM yesterday-
P.S. I love my new phone. I guess I would love any phone after coming out of the shell shock that is owning and operating a Nokia E62 for 7 months. But really. Having a good phone is so important in this day and age. Heed My Words people. Don’t buy a crap phone because it looks cool- I mean come on- aren’t we advanced enough to NOT have to look out for crappy technology? There is just too much good competition out there- I may look into suing Nokia for the emotional trauma that phone caused me. I used to get defensive when people would tell me how bad the phone I had was. But Just Saturday night- I was at the bar and after some random Steve bought Reena and I shots- I spent a half hour telling him how bad his Nokia E62 sucked! Then left. I think I forgot to thank him for the shot. Oh well. He was ugly. And had a stupid phone.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Woah Woah Big Intro
Alright- Been meaning to do this for a while- Was going to create a whole website and that will eventually happen, but for now, this is quick and painless....
Enough Blogging about the Blog.
What to people blog about?
Some people write about one thing.
I will write about everything.
Mostly Music as I hate to get all personal on the interweb and all but there will be some insights into the life and mind of CuriousJessy-
The name, by the way, comes from my extreme curiosity and ADD and is taken from one of my favorite childhood characters, Curious George, which also relates to me because Mom and friends alike (and independent from each other) have called me "little Monkey," "Monks" and so on and so forth pertaining to moneys. And I like to Monkey around almost constantly ;)
I really want to take a minute and talk about the M.I.A. show from last Friday night. Terminal 5. Stage time. 11 PM. M.I.A.
Was there an opener? NO ONE CARED.
I love M.I.A.
Loved Arular.
LOVE Kala.
Needless to say, I am in deep smit with M.I.A.
The show was packed and disgusting sweaty and heroically awesome.
I was lucky enough in VIP with an old homie from Universal- free drinks came from an old homie from Boston who I was pleasantly surprised to find behind the bar- and the show was sick from where I saw. The crowd was pretty much losing their minds the entire time and seeing the BK Hipster set out there in their neon-colored hats and suspenders holding up signs that read "Habibi We Love You" warmed this little arab's heart (which right now is still a lump of coal....)
She rapped it all and controlled the visual from a hand held touch-screen device and was not modest enough to re-start an entire song because the visuals were just not right.
She didn't care and neither did we. The show was pretty much non-stop and the beats took us from start to finish and kept the crowd moving with covers and tracks from both records.
At one point the front quarter of the floor was on stage dancing like tribal warriors and shakin' what they mamas gave them and when all was said and done, I was hot and hyper and ready to dance a little more....
I was lame and skipped She Wants Revenge last night, but as of a few hours ago, I am going to see the Shins tonight so hopefully, I am so moved as to write about that. I probably will be. I love them.
Later!
Enough Blogging about the Blog.
What to people blog about?
Some people write about one thing.
I will write about everything.
Mostly Music as I hate to get all personal on the interweb and all but there will be some insights into the life and mind of CuriousJessy-
The name, by the way, comes from my extreme curiosity and ADD and is taken from one of my favorite childhood characters, Curious George, which also relates to me because Mom and friends alike (and independent from each other) have called me "little Monkey," "Monks" and so on and so forth pertaining to moneys. And I like to Monkey around almost constantly ;)
I really want to take a minute and talk about the M.I.A. show from last Friday night. Terminal 5. Stage time. 11 PM. M.I.A.
Was there an opener? NO ONE CARED.
I love M.I.A.
Loved Arular.
LOVE Kala.
Needless to say, I am in deep smit with M.I.A.
The show was packed and disgusting sweaty and heroically awesome.
I was lucky enough in VIP with an old homie from Universal- free drinks came from an old homie from Boston who I was pleasantly surprised to find behind the bar- and the show was sick from where I saw. The crowd was pretty much losing their minds the entire time and seeing the BK Hipster set out there in their neon-colored hats and suspenders holding up signs that read "Habibi We Love You" warmed this little arab's heart (which right now is still a lump of coal....)
She rapped it all and controlled the visual from a hand held touch-screen device and was not modest enough to re-start an entire song because the visuals were just not right.
She didn't care and neither did we. The show was pretty much non-stop and the beats took us from start to finish and kept the crowd moving with covers and tracks from both records.
At one point the front quarter of the floor was on stage dancing like tribal warriors and shakin' what they mamas gave them and when all was said and done, I was hot and hyper and ready to dance a little more....
I was lame and skipped She Wants Revenge last night, but as of a few hours ago, I am going to see the Shins tonight so hopefully, I am so moved as to write about that. I probably will be. I love them.
Later!
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