he was drowned in this ocean deep
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timerippleSo... I have a kind of enormous backlog of Stuff I Did in July. I guess I'll make a separate post for Film Forum goodness, and another one for last weekend. Right.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Watching Coffee Prince. Why are people in these dramas always leaving for New York? Seriously, why not San Francisco? Or Los Angeles? I do not understand this obsession with New York, and I live there.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
How have I lived this long without Scrabble? Today was Intern "Game Night" Day, and despite general pleas for Scattergories, my group got Scrabble. And slowly the dark night of my ignorance fled, and the awesome dawned...
I maintain I was unfairly disadvantaged due to the board being upside-down from my point of view. Also by having played the game exactly once before, and that at least fifteen years ago. Next time, though, better beware.
Friday, July 4, 2008
FIREWORKS!!!!!
First a walk/run around the reservoir in Central Park, then I put on one of my new sundresses and walked down Battery Park from the Chambers Street subway stop. Caught a little bit of the Sonic Youth concert, continued to South Street Seaport. Utter madness. Throngs. By this time, it was a real effort to lift one foot up after another. At long last, I wound up on the FDR Drive, where it started raining half an hour before the fireworks started. The fireworks themselves, once they finally got going, were fantastic, though. Especially after we peer-pressured the woman in front of me to put down her umbrella of view-blocking doom.
FIREWORKS! LOVE.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Yesterday was the birthday party of a classmate of mine from the Berkeley Latin Workshop. I'd randomly run into her on Broadway a few weeks ago (or rather, she'd run into me, because I tend to not notice when I run into people). It was kind of awkward at first, but after I’d had about half a cup of vodka, things loosened up. Her friends were very nice. One of them works for an agent, whose name I totally failed to catch. Ah well. The vodka was foul, especially after we mixed it with what was probably the same lemon stuff I used to spike the lemon cake that one time.
That was damn tasty lemon cake, too.
Note to self: vodka is, in fact, a lot stronger than girly fruity drinks. I only had a paper cup full, but moving around was a delicate operation for an hour or two.
Earlier I’d gone to Bryant Park in the hopes of doing some Latin. There was another random street fair (there seem to be lots of these), so I had bubble tea too.
Mmmmm. A good day.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Stuff probably happened this week. I don’t know; I was too busy being enthralled by Kurosagi. The movie is kind of meh, but the drama is genius. Seriously, GENIUS.
Today I mooched around for a bit, got bubble tea and a pretzel at South Seaport, and moseyed down to Castle Clinton for a free performance of Macbeth. I have to say, it was one of the strangest performances I’ve ever been to. It took place at various locations throughout Battery Park, which meant that the audience was sitting down/standing around, getting up, and running after the actors at various intervals. It was fun, although I think we lost some people by the end. And funny. I’m pretty sure this is the first time I’ve seen the “Is this a dagger I see before me?” speech played for laughs. Also, Banquo was more attractive than usual. In an Errol Flynn goatee’d kind of way. And by the final battle scene, the fireflies were out, so Macbeth died amid a field of flaring and dying sparks. Which was pretty damn awesome.
I was a bit wound up after all the excitement, so I waited in line for ages and took the ferry to Staten Island and back. Everything was all lit up and pretty, since it was dark, and the waterfalls on the Brooklyn side were odd pale misty rushing things. It was all rather romantic, really, if you don’t mind getting a bit damp from humidity and spray.
I didn’t, and the breeze was lovely.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Went to the Paley Center for Media, previously known as the Museum of Television and Radio. It was fun, but kind of confusingly laid out and generally lacking in stairs.
Also, I hate pineapple.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Brooklyn-dwelling colleagues very kindly invited me to along to their picnic gathering for the NY Philharmonic’s performance in Prospect Park. They played the Bach double, which was of course great fun (I learned both parts of the first movement at various points during my Suzuki career, and am still rather fond of it). I had a lovely time, and there was a beautiful sunset. I rather miss California sunsets: those ones on summer evenings that would take up not just the west but the whole sky. But there were fireworks afterward, and it was Bastille Day, and I was deeply happy.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Watching Coffee Prince. Why are people in these dramas always leaving for New York? Seriously, why not San Francisco? Or Los Angeles? I do not understand this obsession with New York, and I live there.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
How have I lived this long without Scrabble? Today was Intern "Game Night" Day, and despite general pleas for Scattergories, my group got Scrabble. And slowly the dark night of my ignorance fled, and the awesome dawned...
I maintain I was unfairly disadvantaged due to the board being upside-down from my point of view. Also by having played the game exactly once before, and that at least fifteen years ago. Next time, though, better beware.
Friday, July 4, 2008
FIREWORKS!!!!!
First a walk/run around the reservoir in Central Park, then I put on one of my new sundresses and walked down Battery Park from the Chambers Street subway stop. Caught a little bit of the Sonic Youth concert, continued to South Street Seaport. Utter madness. Throngs. By this time, it was a real effort to lift one foot up after another. At long last, I wound up on the FDR Drive, where it started raining half an hour before the fireworks started. The fireworks themselves, once they finally got going, were fantastic, though. Especially after we peer-pressured the woman in front of me to put down her umbrella of view-blocking doom.
FIREWORKS! LOVE.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Yesterday was the birthday party of a classmate of mine from the Berkeley Latin Workshop. I'd randomly run into her on Broadway a few weeks ago (or rather, she'd run into me, because I tend to not notice when I run into people). It was kind of awkward at first, but after I’d had about half a cup of vodka, things loosened up. Her friends were very nice. One of them works for an agent, whose name I totally failed to catch. Ah well. The vodka was foul, especially after we mixed it with what was probably the same lemon stuff I used to spike the lemon cake that one time.
That was damn tasty lemon cake, too.
Note to self: vodka is, in fact, a lot stronger than girly fruity drinks. I only had a paper cup full, but moving around was a delicate operation for an hour or two.
Earlier I’d gone to Bryant Park in the hopes of doing some Latin. There was another random street fair (there seem to be lots of these), so I had bubble tea too.
Mmmmm. A good day.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Stuff probably happened this week. I don’t know; I was too busy being enthralled by Kurosagi. The movie is kind of meh, but the drama is genius. Seriously, GENIUS.
Today I mooched around for a bit, got bubble tea and a pretzel at South Seaport, and moseyed down to Castle Clinton for a free performance of Macbeth. I have to say, it was one of the strangest performances I’ve ever been to. It took place at various locations throughout Battery Park, which meant that the audience was sitting down/standing around, getting up, and running after the actors at various intervals. It was fun, although I think we lost some people by the end. And funny. I’m pretty sure this is the first time I’ve seen the “Is this a dagger I see before me?” speech played for laughs. Also, Banquo was more attractive than usual. In an Errol Flynn goatee’d kind of way. And by the final battle scene, the fireflies were out, so Macbeth died amid a field of flaring and dying sparks. Which was pretty damn awesome.
I was a bit wound up after all the excitement, so I waited in line for ages and took the ferry to Staten Island and back. Everything was all lit up and pretty, since it was dark, and the waterfalls on the Brooklyn side were odd pale misty rushing things. It was all rather romantic, really, if you don’t mind getting a bit damp from humidity and spray.
I didn’t, and the breeze was lovely.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Went to the Paley Center for Media, previously known as the Museum of Television and Radio. It was fun, but kind of confusingly laid out and generally lacking in stairs.
Also, I hate pineapple.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Brooklyn-dwelling colleagues very kindly invited me to along to their picnic gathering for the NY Philharmonic’s performance in Prospect Park. They played the Bach double, which was of course great fun (I learned both parts of the first movement at various points during my Suzuki career, and am still rather fond of it). I had a lovely time, and there was a beautiful sunset. I rather miss California sunsets: those ones on summer evenings that would take up not just the west but the whole sky. But there were fireworks afterward, and it was Bastille Day, and I was deeply happy.
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Date: 2008-07-22 10:02 pm (UTC)Hey, I meant to ask you the other day- where was that place we went that one time, the one with the sesame Dragon Balls and bubble tea?
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Date: 2008-07-24 11:59 pm (UTC)we miss you! I think the last time I saw you was (good lord) that summer a few years back when you and Fiona came up and we went out to the Cape, and then down to your house on Long Island and then to the PA lake house. such fun!! ^_^
that was when I first realized how fun kyaks were - paddling about the lake and feeding break crumbs to the fish off your dock. ^_^ ooh, how is Blue? I bet he misses you.
(apologies to Fiona for hijacking the thread!)
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Date: 2008-07-23 02:49 am (UTC)yay!!! fun show, though i agree with javabeans on it. not quite as awesome in retrospect, but still. the wonders of asian tv. my favorite modern comedy is still My Girl, which is side-splittingly funny, especially the first 2/3. the last 1/3 descends into your more typical k-drama, full of long looks, unshed & shed tears, & dramatic romantic triangle tension, but still retains some of the earlier funny bits. definitely watch this as your next k-drama & tell me how Coffee Prince goes.
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Date: 2008-07-24 01:39 am (UTC)I'm cutting back on the Asian dramas until this whole apartment-hunting mess gets resolved (right after I watch the second episode of Maou, of course...), so I'll put My Girl on the to-watch list. :)
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