Month: April 2014

We had an extra choir rehearsal this afternoon. This was for the people who have missed rehearsals and/or need extra help and we have a couple of them every semester. Everyone needs extra help this semester though, because what we’re singing is so challenging. (I’m looking at you, Charles Ives, and your Psalm 90. Oh, I just read that he suffered from anxiety attacks. Okay, I forgive him for the challenging music. Anxiety attacks are the worst thing in the world, I used to get them when I was in my twenties. If you’ve never had them, you just don’t know. They are horrible.)

On the way to practice I passed by pigeon man in Washington Square Park.

And on the way back, on 14th Street, I met a singer/musician named SK. He told me to take his picture because he’s going to be famous someday. I’m rooting for you, SK!

What does it say about me that I took more pictures of turtles than people while walking home through Central Park?? (I like turtles. I should try to find a picture I took of turtles 30 years ago. There were a bunch of them in the church garden behind the apartment where I lived at the time. Weird!)

The same turtles, pulled back.

While there are people in this shot I took it because of the trees, and the fact that a scene from the movie The Happening was shot here. A movie I enjoyed even though one of the stars didn’t! Mark Wahlberg: “it was a really bad movie… Fuck it. It is what it is. Fucking trees, man. The plants. Fuck it. You can’t blame me for not wanting to try to play a science teacher. At least I wasn’t playing a cop or a crook.”

Every once in a while I look up and see a plane making what looks to me like a way-too-steep climb. I learned how to fly, but that was just a teeny single engine plane and it was the 1970’s. Maybe a climb like this is perfectly acceptable. But I see this and I think something urgent is happening. Like, maybe this is a fighter jet and it’s way … to fight something.

I pretty much adore every second, every word, every expression and every gesture of every character in the animated series Archer. It is complete and total perfection. They used to be spies, but now they’re selling drugs and I will love this show until the day I die because it has exchanges like this one:

Ray: “Do not compare what we do now to intelligence work.”

Sterling: “Don’t worry, I won’t. Because selling cocaine to cocaine dealers doesn’t really compare to helping overthrow democratically-elected governments, like the U.S. did in Guatemala, Chile, Nicaragua, uh, oh, Iran? Because, spoiler alert, those didn’t really work out so great. But that’s OK! Because I’m pinning my hopes for the future on the next big shipment of Stinger missiles to that rag-tag bunch of Mujahideen heroes in Afghanistan.”

A gas light in Gramercy Park. For the love of God, will you look at that iron work??

They are shooting some sort of remake of Dangerous Liaisons in my neighborhood, and you can tell there is a tonnage of money behind this production by the impressive number of trucks which have taken over the place.

The truck for the stars always says “Lucy” and “Desi,” which I like. I just googled it though and this is for a pilot starring Katie Holmes, so Lucy=Katie. And, as per usual …

Someone is keeping an eye on me! (Again, not in an unfriendly way.) There were a few pieces on this clothing rack that I wouldn’t mind … possessing. He knew!