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home tomorrow night

In west on 07/26/2012 at 2:42 pm

 

LA then Tahoe; long overdue

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pro·vo·ca·teur

In east on 07/25/2012 at 7:04 pm

New York is the thing that seduced me.
New York is the thing that formed me.
New York is the thing that deformed me.
New York is the thing that perverted me.
New York is the thing that converted me.
And New York is the thing that I love too.

Patti Smith

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best thing ever

In west on 07/25/2012 at 10:00 am

I’ve decided your last name sounds like a fancy way that a waiter nowadays would describe salad dressing. “The tossed wild greens are finished with shaved parmesan and a light andrizzi of balsamic reduction and duck fat.” See what I mean? Andrizzi. Totally makes sense.

-m.t.

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tuesday

In west on 07/24/2012 at 11:30 pm

the mistake is thinking that there can be an antidote to the uncertainty.

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thegoodgrind

In east on 07/23/2012 at 12:56 am

the end of a lovely weekend /start to a lovely week.

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happy

In west on 07/22/2012 at 11:32 pm

the past few weeks have been chaotic and jam packed with visitors. we had amanda k and melanje in town last week. niki’s here from LA so we appropriately watched the dodgers play — and win — today. afterwards, met N at central park where the yummiest little puppy found its way to us. yesterday, we saw Sleigh Bells in Chelsea and then celebrated Willa’s birthday.

the photo is my NYC fam, missing a few but it’s quite lovely, no?

bottom and clock-wise: john, ryan, willa, christian, m, monika, amanda, michelle l, jessy

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goodness

In east on 07/22/2012 at 12:30 pm

With my best friend
We found ourselves in bed
When I woke up he was gone

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mother

In east on 07/21/2012 at 5:56 pm

Without the sun we would have nothing.
Without the earth we would be nothing.
 
Sosa
 
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food for THOUGHT

In east on 07/18/2012 at 10:57 pm

15. Do ‘unacceptable’ things to your hair. Dye it. Dread it. Shave only the left side of your head and give a shit if it grows back in a flattering manner (hint: it won’t). There’s no time but now.

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Kafka on the Shore

In west on 07/16/2012 at 11:36 pm

It’s hard to tell the difference between sea and sky, between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings of the heart.

That’s how stories happen — with a turning point, an unexpected twist. There’s only one kind of happiness, but misfortune comes in all shapes and sizes. It’s like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.

The pillow smells like the sunlight, a precious smell.

Haruki Murakami

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