Stacy Horn

In September, 2008, I posted from an Open Letter to the American people signed by 61 Nobel laureates:

”During the administration of George W. Bush, vital parts of our country’s scientific enterprise have been damaged by stagnant or declining federal support.  The government’s scientific advisory process has been distorted by political considerations. As a result, our once dominant position in the scientific world has been shaken and our prosperity has been placed at risk. We have lost time critical for the development of new ways to provide energy, treat disease, reverse climate change, strengthen our security, and improve our economy.” [Boldface and italics mine]

I’d love to hear from those scientists about how Obama is doing with respect to science and the issues they raised. I don’t really follow politics now that someone who makes me feel safe is in office, and I know that the budget he proposes includes lots of cuts, but not to science (or less to science), but that’s about all I know.

Looking out my window last night while I was working on the couch.

Quick Recap: I need an implant for a front tooth and I’ve been going to NYU Dental School because it’s the least expensive. Last week I got my final treatment plan and it’s going to cost me anywhere from $10,705 – $12,260. A tooth next to the bad one is borderline. If it’s salvageable it will be the lower cost, if not, the higher.  Either way, good lord.

Today I’m going to another dentist for a second opinion. But a kabillion doctors at NYU have already looked at my case (it’s an interesting and complicated case, apparently) and I really don’t believe they’re out to scam me.

This picture is another case where I’m setting up a shot and don’t completely notice how I’m being regarded. The other day I posted someone on a film shoot looking very annoyed.  But this time! See below …

This guy, on the other hand, was looking so friendly!

I saw that he was smiling, but I have to take my glasses off to take pictures (I’m near sighted) and I didn’t see how nicely he was smiling.

Playing cellos on the corner at night has become a thing in my neighborhood.  Is it always him, but on a different corner?  I will have to pay attention from now on and see. It’s very nice to hear the music when I’m walking home from wherever.

I’d been inside all weekend writing so at the end of the day I went for a walk. Among the various things I came across were free tango lessons in Union Square. The instructor is the guy in the back left, in the black suit. It was sweet to watch, but it only just occurred to me now that I should have put away my camera and looked for a guy to dance with. Idiot!! This is why they don’t pay me the big bucks.

One of the things I’m doing for my singing book is going back through old posts on Echo to see what was going on in my life when we sang certain pieces. In 2009, I was deciding what book to write next. Among the various ideas I considered and rejected was this one, which I would still LOVE to write:

“The other book I was thinking of writing I call in my head Sad New York … It would be something along the lines of the Pessimists Guide to History, I would tell the story of New York, but write it like an explorer’s guide to all the saddest stories I can find that happened in New York.”

This picture makes these two outdoor tables seem almost pleasant, but for the life of me I don’t see why anyone would want to sit here. Some outdoor cafes are inviting, either they’re in a beautiful spot, or somewhere with great people watching, (or both. But some make you wonder why anyone would want to sit there instead of sitting inside.

I am so behind in my writing schedule I must write write write all weekend long. No movies or tv or books for me!

In other news: Buddy is limping. I called the vet and they asked if he is putting weight on it—he is—so I’m supposed to watch it for 24 hours, which means until this afternoon. Whatever caused this must have happened while I was out swimming yesterday. I think he’s better though. He’s still limping, but he seems less tentative. I hope that’s not wishful thinking, but he’s out here with me and he was hiding in the bedroom before (where my cats go when they are in pain).

Swimming Update: My eyes still have lines and are a little swollen from the goggles. Am I going to look 100 years old from now on?? I bought a mask yesterday to wear instead.

A picture of my little wounded warrior, taken seconds ago. Hello sweetie pie. Lots of treats are in your immediate future.