Hi there. I've lumped together all my summer activities thus far for your viewing pleasure and also
to give the illusion of having way more of a life than I actually have these days.
Let's see what we've got...
Lez, Valentina and Judi at Judi's first annual "Fleabag Fleamarket and Ice Cream Social" at her
awesome store, The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly, on lovely Kenmare Street.
Baby wearing sunglasses alert!
We were filming the Heartschallenger ice cream truck for the Cute Show.
Watch the show, Leyla is so cute!
Rare Terence and Garrick sighting!
Boner sighting!
We're saving this for the Cute Show outtakes and bloopers reel.
Cute!
It was gay pride day and I went to Virgin Megastore to see one of my oldest friends perform his
gay-and-Jewish-themed R&B music. I've known Ari since fifth grade. He was my first huge crush.
I wrote about him with scented purple-ink pens in my locked Garfield diary and we bonded because
we both loved Madonna and Annie. Yup, I was a fag-hag even at age 10.
Anyway, I hadn't seen him in a long time and we ran into each other on the street and he invited me to
this thing so I went. I almost died when he jumped onstage with this getup on.
I mean, we used to play with Annie dolls together. He was, like, the scrawniest dork ever. We stayed
best friends through high school even though I "got weird." Hahaha. Now look who's weird, mister!
Speaking of weird, a few days later I somehow got duped into going on a Bad Brains booze cruise.
Me, Thomas, Bad Brains, and a few hundred really old punk rockers.
For $8 you could get a plate of sub-sub-sub-par summer camp food.
Yummers.
Bad Brains were actually really good! And it was fun watching the pit. They looked like a swarming
pile of maggots in the dark.
This guy jumped down from the balcony. I dunno how no one ever ever snaps their neck and dies
at these things. God, I can't believe I just wrote that. I AM SUCH A GRANNY! When did this
happen? I used to totally go in the pit. I even got my hair accidentally set on fire once at a RAMONES
show! (Circa 1990, but still!) I used to be badass!
Oh sigh.
Next up I went on a mushroom quest in central park--there are more than you'd think!
This one will get you high. Or kill you... I forget.
It was for a fashion shoot for the next issue. This is what you might call an "exclusive
behind-the-scenes sneak-peek." Expect a lot more of this type of thing to come!
Behind-the-scenes office party shenanigans.
Nice tan line.
Such a fun-loving bunch of youngsters I work with.
Whoopsy.
Wow, another blast from the past. Ben and Tammy from college days. They have a 3-year-old now
and live in RIVERDALE! (where I'm from.) Life, eh?
I ran into them at Glasslands Gallery. I'd never been there before. I liked it. Homey, artsy Brooklyn
spaces make me nostalgic.
We were there to see a band called T.I.T.S. I interviewed them and Bridget here took pix. I also
went to college with Bridget so it was one big nostalgia-fest.
T.I.T.S: They draw unibrows and mustaches on themselves and then rock out! Highly recommended!
Moving on. Aron put on one hell of a show to benefit the St. Mark's Church. Party of the summer.
Erin and Donald and his zingy new hairdo.
This is the new gen. They're young but they like to wear old-man hats... Can't wait to see what
these guys can do.
We're the old-timers now.
The Virgins played for a bit in between Aron's customary (and lengthy) shout-out sessions. Not that
I'm complaining--I got my name shouted out and I was psyched!
The crowd was going nutso. Beer bottles whizzing by and everything.
Ho-hum. Pictures of July 4th fireworks are always so pitiful.
But pictures of cats named William a.k.a. Brandon Teena are a sure thing!
Did you go to the Boredoms show? The one where they had 77 drummers sit in a huge spiral and
play in unison for 77 minutes at 7:07pm on 7/7/7? It was a moving experience, no joke. Really beautiful.
I was there from 10am to 10pm. My job was to halt unsanctioned press photographers and filmers,
a.k.a. be a total jerk. I'm so sorry.
I got to go up in the cherry-picker! You could see the whole spiral from up there. But any tiny step
you took would make the whole thing shake and sway and I was like, "Wow, ooh, so pretty, yeah...
um, please take my picture and then lower me the hell down, k? Thanks!"
Can you see the fear in my eyes?
See how high it was? Rattling gently in the breeze...
"Best show ever." Really. Like, emotional and stuff.
Meredith did a screening of Heavy Metal Parking Lot and Lucifer Rising at her gallery. Hadn't
seen either of those in ages and they are still very fun to watch. (Especially when accompanied by
free pizza, beer, and joints--just kidding! Or am I? I just found out that thanks to the wondrous magic
of google, my parents have discovered my blog. What am I supposed to do now? Hi Mom and Dad!)
Now I want to show you my living room. Lately I've got it stuck in my head that I need to redecorate,
but the problem is that I have no sense of "interior decorating." Really, none at all. I just shove the
furniture up against the walls, hang some kitten pictures, strew some knick-knacks around, and call
it a day. If there happen to be any interior-designer students or amateur enthusiasts out there who
would like to practice by doing a makeover on my apartment, please email me! Seriously, if you can
solve my awkward kitchen-area problem, you are probably a design GENIUS. I'd show you what
I mean but I'm too embarrassed by the hideousness of my so-called "kitchen" to post the pictures.
I also have no real bedroom furniture. I've been using bookshelves for my clothes. I mean, who
wants to go shopping for bureaus? I mean that rhetorically but also seriously--who wants to go with me?
Oh, PS: I got this new "website data analyzer" or whatever, and I found these to be pretty hilarious:
"Baby's first boner"???
And I'm so glad my website shows up when you google "thong day" and "exposed balls."