empire state of mind

Hello there. Long time no see! For future reference, I have made a blog for my travels in New York. I'll still be writing here, though. This is my personal blog. I don't think I could give it up if I tried. But if you want to know what I'm up to in detail while I'm living in the Upper West Side - read me here.

winter, vivaldi

Let's pretend that it isn't cold. Go outside in tees and shorts. Eat snow and dirt and gravel.

On another note: my word count journal is kicking my ass. I keep forgetting about it.

And another: I'm going to West Virginia on a whim. To get away for awhile, ya hear?

Also, I think I'll start reading Wall Street Journal. For kicks.

twelve left

An indie folk-rock band from Portland, Horse Feathers is perfect for this cold windy day. The album Words Are Dead is cleverly heartbreaking with experimental stringed-instrument riffs. Imagine a violin in a cold stream. Babbling. Next to an abandoned chapel. Which is also an acoustic guitar. Also, note the beautiful cover art! Favorite tracks: "Finch On Saturday" and "Falling Through The Roof."

In more recent news, I got a wonderful pair of suede boots from the thrift store for three dollars. They're a wonderful shade of red-brown and perfect for tramping.

winter break

I would very much like to stay in a bed and breakfast in Winnipeg, Manitoba. Why?

Slurpee capital of the world. Winnipeg Bear (Winnie-the-Pooh.) Neil Young, The Weakerthans and The Wailin' Jennys. Residents of Winnipeg are called Winnipeggers.

That's all I need to say.

i hope it will be worth what i give up

If I had the opportunity to travel I would do it. No matter what. I would drop the money. I would take the time. I do these kinds of things.

Some say I'm spontaneous, but I know that's not the right word. I'm not spontaneous. Quite the opposite really because I think everything through. I know my next move.

The problem is, I don't know yours. And it's probably not surprising.

i don't know what i can save you from

Things I dislike:

1. Driving.
2. Living 30 minutes away from civilization.
3. Flash floods.
4. Dial-up internet.
5. Sleeping in a cold room.
6. Being completely alone for an entire weekend.
7. Watching and scoring 8 soccer games in a row.
8. Playing guitar.
9. Not being able to sleep until 4 a.m and then sleeping in until 2 p.m the next day.
10. Everything long-distance.

Things I like:

1. People who are never content. (Aka: the emotional ones.)
2. Fuzzy and stolen hotel blankets...on my bed.
3. Hon Fest weekend.
4. Green Tiffany lamps.
5. The blue heron hanging out on our pier.
6. Salami sand mayo sandwiches.
7. Looking forward to travel plans.
8. Rehearsals every night, all night.
9. Large bottles of White Zin.
10. Peanut butter on apples.

Back From Hiatus

After a long week of hosting, John is on his way home and I'm packing for Iowa. It's strange how time can feel so heavy sometimes and so lightweight others. Here's a picture I took from the steps of the Lincoln Memorial of the Reflecting Pool, National Mall and Washington Monument. I chose the perfect day to take the train into Washington. Beautiful, sunny and relatively warm with very little traffic and tourists. The Metro was easier to maneuver than I remember. I wish we had more time to spend in the galleries but there was only so much.

Enough rambling about that. It's been a good week and the last thing I want to do is blab. I do believe, however, it's time for a nap.