Stacy Horn

– Find another way of making a living in case everything you’re doing now goes to hell. Okay, not off to a positive start. But I have ZERO ideas. You know, maybe this is the kind of thing that you get to when you get to. Can’t be planned.
– Fall in love.
– Pick a place to travel to and explore. Mexico? (I don’t fly, so it has to be kinda close.)
– Make ten new friends (one for each year).

Too many big things. I need some things that are easier to accomplish.

– Take a hip hop dance class.
– Visit a museum in NYC that you’ve never been to.
– Take a pottery class. (I’m dying to recapture that joy of getting your thing back and it’s all colorful and shiny.)
– Sing Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony.
– Find a regular volunteer gig that you enjoy. Maybe go back to Literacy Partners?
– Not think about turning 60. (OHGOD.)
– Get a dog.
– Repaint apartment.
– Walk the perimeter of Manhattan.
– Pick a neighborhood each year and explore. Start with financial district.

I’m trying to think of things so that when I get to 60 I’m not filled with regret. But nothing is jumping out at me, except for the “make ten new friends” thing. I like that one. I have a decent number of friends, and it feels great, so I’m thinking more would feel even better. Especially when I’m older.

GREAT DAY. We accompanied this amazing band, my new favorite band, Balkan Beat Box.

Here’s a shot before they let the audience in.

Here’s a shot from the stage (so much fun to be on a stage!).

Here’s Balkan Beat Box. The guy on his knees was gorgeous and an amazing performer. They all were, really. The saxophone player was incredible. (But again, they all were.)

I got an action shot! I wish I had caught a better expression, though. (Note that two guys are in the air. Oh wait, THREE. It looks like the guy with the black hair is in the air, too! He was playing trombone.)

And here is us with Balkan Beat Box, talking about what we’re going to do. We play different styles, so we’re working out playing them together without the benefit of a real rehearsal. We can’t play our drums because another band was performing and it would have been too loud. I say we don’t really have to, we can use our hands to tap out the various rhythms, and the guy in black says, “Yes, let’s play in our hearts.” Isn’t that a nice thing to say?

I’ve been dying for red sneakers. Which ones do you like? The ones on the left are kinda flimsy. They’re almost like slippers. But the shade of red is better, and because they are less bulky, they might look better with skirts. The ones on the right are more sneaker-like. Better for walking.

Here’s another shot, even though it’s not a good one.

And here is a gratuitous shot of Finney’s belly. BELLY! Worship the belly!

I want him to find peace and happiness in this hammock. Why oh why can’t animals speak?? We could show him how it’s done. (Cats love a hammock, too.)

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Last night as I was falling asleep there was a commercial for Budweiser Select, with a GREAT song playing in the background, rap and Indian guitar (or some sort of string instrument). I grabbed a pen, wrote “Budweiser” and the few of the words that I could make out and found it this morning. The universe is trying to tell me something.

The song is by the Chemical Brothers and it’s called Galvanize. Over and over they say, “Don’t hold back.” (If I could figure out how to embed MP3’s I’d put it up for everyone, but I can’t. It’s worth getting!)

Galvanize
(Don’t hold back)
cuz you woke up in the morning with initiative to move,
so why make it harder

(Don’t hold back)
If you think about it so many people do, be cool man, look smarter,

(Don’t hold back)
and you shouldn’t even care, about the losers in the air,
and their crooked stares,

(Don’t hold back)
cuz there’s a party over here, so you might aswell be here,
where the people care,

The world is holding back
the time has come to…

The world is holding back
the time has come to…

The world is holding back
the time has come to…

Galvanize,

(Don’t hold back)
If you think about it too much you may stumble,
trip up fall on your face,

(Don’t hold back)
You think it is time you get up fresh style
like a sit-up come on keep pace

(Don’t hold back)
Put apprehension on the back burner,
let it sit, don’t even get it lit,

(Don’t hold back)
Get involved with the jam,
don’t be a prick, hot chick

(Don’t hold back)

The World

The World
The time has come to –
Push the button

The World
The time has come to –
Push the button

The World
The time has come to –
Push the button

The World

My finger is on the button
My finger is on the button
My finger is on the button
Push the button
The time has come to…

Galvanize