jeudi, janvier 24, 2008

Today I got up at five thirty and went to yoga at six.

today is a Daft Punk day.

mardi, janvier 22, 2008


dimanche, janvier 20, 2008

Maybe 10pm.

Someday I will stop in New London, Connecticut.

It's dark out and there is a pier here with lonely white lights reflecting in the water. And not too far across you can see the silhouette of a medium large factory with tiny amber lights.

There is something romantic here about the lights and the pier and the darkness.
The train just left Penn Station.

Sad on a Sunday.

It's all the alcohol I think. But I don't know. I say that a lot.


I was supposed to go out last night but I passed out on the couch and found Maia and Jess getting in at maybe four.

"You smell like cigarettes," I said, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

"We're drunk," they said.

We had thought to go to the Rose Bar but then I almost fell asleep at the bar before. So somehow we found our way back to Maia's and I spotted the couch.

"We'll meet in an hour," I promised and they headed to Beatrice to see about a guy.

"You didn't miss a thing," they said as they took off their coats, and after all was said and done. "1 Oak sucked."

"But just so you know, we were the life of the party at Beatrice."

samedi, janvier 19, 2008

jeudi, janvier 17, 2008

I'm in the office. Phone rings. It's the devil.


"Hey. Chamonix's only 80 kilometers from Geneva."

"I know that."

"Come on. Let's go!"

"Fuck off. I don't have any money. And going to Chamonix for 2 days of skiing is retarded."

"Come on. It's just a few hundred bucks. Hotel's free."

Damn it. I really want to go ski.
Very interesting, thoughtful article on the haves and the have-nots.

What is a social network if the people facing the toughest problems are not part of it? They don't need more signs that tell them that they are on their own. The have-nots don't do networking. It doesn't get them anywhere.
- Dale Dougherty, O'Reilly Radar

mercredi, janvier 16, 2008

Del Posto on Friday.

Bondst on Saturday.


mercredi, janvier 09, 2008

Hurry look up! The clouds are on fire!

lundi, janvier 07, 2008

So it has come to this. A double espresso for breakfast, a chocolate croissant for lunch, and Leonard about to pass out from starvation.

There has to be a magic cafe just around the corner.

There has to be a higher standard for office lunches.

jeudi, janvier 03, 2008


Took the redeye and got in a 6am. I don't know why I keep taking the redeye. I rarely sleep well. I usually channel-surf obsessively for hours.

. . .

This year, I will:

1) Spend wisely.

2) Try less, but do more.

3) Be brave.

mercredi, janvier 02, 2008

I have been recently obsessed with pasta. I woke up this morning craving the linguine vongole from Po in the West Village. Had lunch there the day after Christmas and I really need to go back.