7th

I had a number of odd dreams last night. One involved Kate White, the editor-and-chief of Cosmo, and her extracurricular activity of piloting commercial airliners (dream, not true to my knowledge).
The other one involved me posting yet another gushing post about my love for his hotness, Ed Westwick/Chuck Bass, whom I called “NY Boy of My Dreams.” The post got reblogged and reblogged and somehow made its way to Ed himself. Flattered, he contacted me, and we started dating. He was chubbier in my dream, but I still loved him.
So I’m trying this as an experiment to see if dreams can become reality. After all, my birthday is coming up at the end of the month…meeting Ed would be the greatest present of all time.

I finished George Orwell’s Down and Out in Paris and London. I feel that people don’t think of Orwell too much out of the 1984/Animal Farm context. Down and Out is a particularly interesting way to begin exploration into the rest of Orwell’s oeuvre because it’s semi-autobiographical, yet still has Orwell’s signature frustration with “The Man.” The book is essentially a portrait of poverty in two cities. It isn’t at all plot-driven, which I found bothersome; I expected it to become more of a traditional story, but realized one-third of the way through that it wouldn’t, and Orwell’s point was more to paint a problematic landscape, one that doesn’t find resolution. It’s an easy read, and quite humorous. I especially love stories that depict cities in past eras, so if you know London or Paris at all, it’s entertaining to think of the locales as they are now compared to how Orwell describes them.
Next on my reading list: Graham Greene’s The Comedians. I started a few days ago, and am not feeling it at the moment. I love Greene’s work (especially interesting about his use of French/English and translation), but after Down and Out, I felt I needed something lighter.
A genius-sounding book popped up in the giveaway yesterday which I may start: The Shiksa Syndrome: Do shiksas have more fun? Only a Jewish girl knows for sure.
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Dr. Ivins composed poems — scripted to the nursery rhymes “Hickory Dickory Dock” and “I’m a Little Teapot” — about having two personalities. And he went on what he called “mindless drives” to mail gifts and letters anonymously, the document said, and then “set back the odometer in his car” to fool his wife.”
By a “Mr. Darkbloom”:
now i am tipsy and alone with no dessert.” a song lyric if I ever saw one. kinda like that Cardigan’s song “I need some fine wine, and you, you need to be nicer”. I may steal it and and write a chick lit book called “tipsy and alone with no dessert”. It will be short stories all starting at dusk on Houston, with each story being a person walking on every street that connects to it. Right now I’m picturing myself at that whole foods on Houston/Bowery…I don’t know what happens next.
i went to the book party for a cosmo editor. it was a bit weird - in a salon, and not sure who exactly the mix of people were. ran into people i knew from ny media elsewheres and had dinner with them. i think i said some intelligent things, but am pretty sure i didn’t.
now i am tipsy and alone with no dessert.
i am trying that sleeping naked thing but i don’t like it, don’t understand how people really do it. i feel so…naked. ick. supposed to be sexy? i like pjs. the old lady ones.
There’s a Light on My Vagina
(That’s actually not what I named this photo, but I got bitched out in crit for this series. Prof said I made art about female reproduction, and that the 70s were over. I just thought it looked pretty.)
I so want these cute napkins to keep my little iBook safe. Do they make regular keyboard-sized ones as well? I could use one at work since I eat at my desk every day. I hear they sell them at the Apple store.
My bro-in-law’s (Keven McAlester) second feature-length documentary was just officially announced as part of the lineup at the Toronto International Film Festival.
The film is called The Dungeon Master and is about Dungeons & Dragons players. Plus, Blonde Redhead did the score (and my dad composed stuff, too!). Guaranteed to be awesome. Keep an eye out for it.
So I hear in Brooklyn, they ride bikes and stuff, so if I’m going to do that, I better get a pretty one. This is a Raleigh Coasting, and according to Coolhunting, it:
Boast[s] automatic Shimano shifters, this bike ($500) recognizes slight grades and will shift gears accordingly.
No idea what any of that means. All I care is that it’s pink!