Stacy Horn

Even though I have work to do, we all have work to do, doesn’t it feel like the holidays begin today? Oh! Maybe I should put up Christmas decorations later.

I keep meaning to post about why I want the 9/11 terrorists tried here, but I just don’t have the energy yet.

Here’s the subway picture I took yesterday that I’m so happy with. I was coming up out of the subway at Christopher Street. I just lucked out color-wise here.

If you grew up with the Wizard of Oz, you’re drawn to the ruby slippers. The allure cannot be denied. I could never even wear these, but there I was, stopped, staring and taking a picture.

I’m home waiting for a Fresh Direct delivery. In that delivery is a pumpkin pie, which I cannot wait to eat. Hurry Fresh Direct!! Please bring me my pumpkin pie!

UPDATE: It’s here!! I’m eating pie right now!!

UPDATE 2: I realized I had time to get uptown to the library and back before choir. Which I did! I’m back now.

I get this beautiful shot just looking up out of the subway at Christopher Street, at the lavender sky. I can’t wait to post it. It will be the next shot that goes up.

So I call up the library to make sure the thing I need is really there, because it’s kinda obscure and I think it might be offsite, and the finding aid I used didn’t say. Nope, it’s here, they assure me. You can already guess what happened when I got up there. It’s offsite. It’s not a problem really, I had other work to do and I don’t mind making another trip back.

I read a short piece on Salon about how sexy Rahm Emanuel is and I agree 1,000 percent. No, a million percent.

I’m exhausted. Working at the Grace Church archives exhausts me. I think because they keep it very cold and I’m tense and shivering slightly the whole time.

I have more work to do, but I’m not sure I’m going to get to it. Tired. Christ. Would Rahm Emanuel work for a few hours at the Grace Church Archives and then call it a day? No he would not. He go on and write a book, attend six meetings, make 48 phone calls, broker 9 agreements of one sort or another, help his kids with their homework (or are they grown kids?) and after dinner, dance a few numbers from West Side Story to relax. (Oh why oh why is he happily married??)

I mean come on. Look at him! I know I’ve posted pictures of Finney up here on the TV before, but it’s a favorite spot of his. Here he is, my little sunlight-basker.

I could probably make big $$$ renting him out. There’s a big market for cat rentals, right?

I’m in a good mood for no reason at all lately and I think part of it is because holiday decorations have started to go up. Which I believe started immediately following Halloween. Poor retailers.

But it’s a happy time for me even though I can’t help by buying anything. I appreciate the view though. Thank you, retailers.

I’m also happy because I was given permission to access the Grace Church archives in exchange for work I enjoy doing. I plan to do some work and research there on Tuesday.

I came up with what I think is a cool idea that I brought up to our choir conductor. While I was going through the archives last week I started to come across century old choir performance programs. I thought it might be cool one year to duplicate a choir program from 100 years ago. He seemed open. I guess it all depends on finding a good one.

Did I mention this great little song I bought after hearing it on Grey’s Anatomy last week? It’s called Snowfall and the artist is Ingrid Michaelson.