Stacy Horn

There are a lot of constraints associated with being on a tight budget, but I have to say I honestly like one part: there’s rarely any decision to be made about what to buy. It’s usually simply don’t buy at all. There’s nothing to think about or angst about it, the answer is NO.

Of course that sucks if you really need something, but I am not there yet. I can still afford what I need. At the moment I need to get ready to go swimming and then I’m thinking of running down to St. Paul’s for their Bach at One series. Then afterwards I can see what the Occupy Wall Street protesters are up to. (I talk about tight finances then swimming and Bach concerts all in one post. I appreciate the irony.)

This looks a little old-lady-ish in the picture, doesn’t it? I would wear it with black tights, those cute shoe-boot things everybody wears, and a 20’s style cloche hat. (This is a fantasy because in reality I can’t wear heels anymore.)

Please watch this video through to the end. The sound isn’t the best, and at first you might think, I don’t know, but soon you’ll see why. It’s David Driver and Blythe Gruda singing Don’t Give Up. I have always loved David Driver, but I’ve never heard Blythe Bruda before and she is a treasure. I’m so glad to have a new singer to love.

This is an out of focus picture of Paul Oakley Stovall, another favorite of mine who has a wonderful voice and he can dance!

Thank you Loser’s Lounge for another great show.

I’m holed up, working on my book, but I keep hearing sporadic cheering out in the streets. I’m about a mile away from Zuccotti Park, so I’m not sure what’s going on. Maybe they’ve hit the streets. Okay, just heard more cheers and sirens. I should get out there for sure.

Halloween decorations are appearing!

I woke up a few hours before dawn and my mind was a roulette wheel of worry, mostly about all this dental work. This whole process has been drawn out for a year already, and I haven’t even begun. I can’t get the answers I need. Also on the Roulette Wheel of Angst: money, (lack of) jobs, (lack of) cats (sickness of), dating, (the horrible process of) my bank, (dishonesty of). But then a sentence I really need for my book popped into my head, and for once I had a pen and a piece of paper right there, so I could quick write it down before it disappeared. So, there’s that.

And a Loser’s Lounge tonight!

“Why does everything have to be so hard?” – Tony Soprano. I know I’ve been quoting this and re-quoting for years, but the minute he said it I was struck by the perfection of this question, and it still resonates for me. These are workers on 7th Avenue.

I visit the Itty Bitty Kitty Committee every day, but you have to check out this series of photographs. Scroll down to the end! The man in the pictures is the father of the blogger.

Next, if you live in New York, a cat film festival this Friday at Anthology Film Archives: CHAT D’OEUVRES.

And finally, Finney and his belly.