Because There is No Half Awesome

“Happiness depends upon ourselves.”

HI blog…it has been a while. I have been more than busy. I have been bored with you blog. I have been thinking about a lot of personal shit and blog-it just wasn’t my place to share that with you. I have thought out that stuff and now I am back in a good headspace.

Good enough to share with you my last week –which has been filled of Brooklyn and a dream bitch (the band) and an opening at The Grumpy Café on a night I was definably was not grumpy.

So I feel a tad boring. I have been doing the same old shit I always do but maybe with a tad more booze involved. I have a bit more cash these days and why not spend it on inebriation. It won’t be there tomorrow and it makes a good time tonight. As I said, I am BORING.

Maybe some nugget of inspiration will hit me soon but either way blog-I am back. I have tried to work on you everyday or even every week but both of us know that is just not gonna happen. So blog, take me when you can get me and I will be back soon.

How to fit 6 drunk people in a photo booth …

I’m back with slower broadband because our wireless just blew goats…. but a work function next Tuesday is keeping my brain focused on ordering garbage cans for the chefs donating food to our event (Drama Queens!).... so keep posted but don’t expect too many pearls of wisdom or pictures of kitties until after Tuesday!

Rock on!

My organization moved offices downtown by Wall Street. When I think of Wall Street, I think of suits, stocks and lots of Federal Security Cops. I don’t tend to think of the corner of William Street and Exchange Place, which might be nastier, then the corner of our past location of 37th Street and 10th Ave.Tuesday, the Executive Director and I were walking past this corner to get lunch. The wind chill was about 5 degrees and my cheeks where burning from the cold. On that corner are 2 very nasty, usually drunk, homeless dudes. The first time I ever past this corner, one of them was taking a rather long leak right in front of me. I saw it all….and-ew. But Tuesday there was a guy from the block spraying one these homeless guys with a hose. The homeless guy was soaking wet and I watched as he just sat there and took it. It might have been one of the most disgusting, inhumane things I have ever seen in the city (other than a creepy dude jerking off over my head on the A train last year). Yes they are gross men and yes they are mean and cranky but for the love of all that is holy-these men are humans!

It sucks that the police wouldn’t have responded if I had called them and it sucks that I didn’t say anything to stop this from going on. I think this event has lead to my week of bad Karma. If there was something that could have sucked this week-it has. Thanks a lot Mr. Jerk-off with a hose.

PS-I am not sure what is up with this font craziness but a post is a post!

I have been all prepared with things to post but alas, our wireless has been acting up again and therefore I have not been able to check my email (58 messages waiting for me) or post. In addition, we moved offices at work and have not had Internet access either (hence the frustrating last post).

So, I have spent my time drinking and hanging out with pals at their offices just so I can keep up with my work email. It sucks.

Please Wireless Gods-have mercy on me!!!!!!!!!

Yeah. I am a slacker…and yeah my newest post I didn’t even really write but I have had a frustrating 2 weeks and I will be back to tell you more after I have caught up on some sleep.

We had a pal staying with us this week and as I was geekily reading his blog I read this! It is about our little (13 lbs of little) Smokey!

dreams of reality and things I will never hear..
Current mood: Damn Cat

I cannot get over the necessity of a good conversation now and then. I love being around people, and I love being by myself.. I have been dreaming of conversations of closure that I do not want to have in real life. Perhaps I should stop reading Freud before I go to bed… or perhaps it’s just what I need. My dreams have become more lucid and I have been logging them. Last night I was in the Bronx out side of a Key Foods with a mentor like figure in a car he was telling me to beware of my patterns in life and beware of others around me, And that I should help them break their patterns as well… “This is all very possible.” he said and then he drove away… upon entering Key Foods I saw it was filled with people from my life that I wanted to help and a few I was deeply disappointed with… I walked up to an old friend, “We have been friends since we were babies.” I said. “Why can’t you look me in the eye and tell me the truth?” He looked me in the eye and… MY friend’s cat, head butted me out of my sleep and I had a crazy cat head butting my face. It was 6 AM I had been asleep for just enough time for the REM to kick in. and now I was awake enough for a long painful attempt to remember my entire dream so I could ink it in a book…. Tonight I will dream of the future… When looks in the eye will not be interrupted by a hungry furball…...

Seven years ago today, I found myself sitting at a liquor-free Christian Cult Super Bowl Party where I was quizzed, not on super trivia, but the people at the party’s names. I bet you are wondering how a nice Jewish girl like myself, ended up at a Christian Cult party. Well, the story goes like this-I studied abroad in 1998 and came back to Purchase College in January 1999. Being a Women’s Studies major and late for registering, I had been camping out in the Social Science office trying to get into already filled classes. There was this super nice girl working in the office for the Dean of Social Sciences. Since I was there so much, we naturally just started chatting. She asked if I wanted to meet up for lunch and I had no reason not too. For a few weeks of the semester we chatted and had lunch together. I would like to add that never did we talk about religion and never did she seem weird in any way. The most I can say was that she was a bit of a goodie goodie. Nothing to clue me in that she might belong to a bizarre Christian Cult ruled by the controversial New York City Church of Christ that started taking over the rather liberal campus of Purchase College and not letting the kids involved call or talk to their parents.

So fast forward to Super Bowl Sunday, she invited me to a party off-campus in Rye. I didn’t have a car that semester, so the opportunity to get off campus sounded great to me. She said she would drive and I said yes. We picked up a friend of hers from Manhattanville and where on our way. The girl from Manhattanville asked me about the classes I was taking and I told her one of my classes was Hebrew. Her response was, “Wow! I have always wanted to read the Bible in Hebrew!” yeah, this is where things started to get weird. The rest of the car ride consisted of a conversation about different translations of the Bible.

When we got there, there were 2 boys wrestling on the rug. They didn’t stop when we entered. Everyone went around in circling telling me his or her names with the promise of a quiz before I left. I had no need to share who I was because apparently the lot of these kids already knew my name and all sorts of little things about me like my major, what classes I was taking and where I lived on campus. They made sure to drop little tid bits about how much they knew in each conversation. At this point I needed a beer, and I needed a beer badly. Unfortunately for me, this was a dry party. No beer, no chips just cut veggies and OJ. Yikes.

Before the game started everyone got in a big circle and all held hands. They prayed before the game. Then they stood there and did the full star spangled banner with the crowd on the TV. Afterwards, more wrestling for the 2 boys and more quizzes for me about people’s names. This went on for quite some time. Luckily for me at Half Time I came down with a really bad stomachache. The really nice but now cultish and creepy girl drove me back to campus and offered to walk me to my dorm room. No thanks.

I got back to campus, walked to the apartments and drank lots of Bud for the rest of the evening always and forever more avoided the super nice girl in the Social Science office.

Read the article about the drama and the Church of Christ here.

“The past is gone – I know that. And the future is still to come. So, I guess there is just now.”

-Don Johnston

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I know, enough friggin’ cat pictures already but honestly, I just can’t help it!