January 23, 2006

  • Testament To Cake And Random Play…

    Wednesday we chilled it upper east.

    And I got on to John’s Last will and testiment, taking the oriental
    rug. I think I should have gone for the Amsterdam portrait of me, but
    the rug is pretty fucking awesome.

    And Friday, damn if the whole world didn’t converge on me. It was like
    a convention of surprise visits. Hicks came in for one night.

    So we played some pool and caught up on old itmes.

    Then two kids, Stackpole and Moore came back to the old roost for pat lavin’s concert.

    But I couldn’t really hang out with any of them, cause Jenna had got me Cake tickets for xmass.

    And they fucking rocked. Office chaps made fun of me all day, but fuck
    all of you, I like Cake. And they put on a damn good show.

    Mcdonald’s afterword hit the spot.

    Even though this guy was having a full on conversation with himself.

    Saturday I had to work all fucking day, and it sucked, but on the way
    home, quelle surprise! John Frosh, just walking on the street, on break
    from France. I love NY coincidences.

    Sunday more work, but I escaped to go see a play with the rents and the jet setters.

    The Citizens presented “Nobody’s Lunch.” It had some good points, and
    was directed very well, with good humor. Of course I snapped one of the
    stars and the director.

    And we ended the night with some good dessert eatins at PJ Clarks.

    Nice.