This tampax ad is so great. Warning: contains sweet, sweet nudity. Warning: contains blood. Revealing: it's sooooo not American. [via fred]

Stereobate CD release party : tomorrow, Saturday, April 28 : Bowery Ballroom, NYC :: Go to their site and listen to their rich music. It will lull you awake. Plus: If you can stomach RGB'd-out site, find Saturday night's entire line-up at LocalbandsNYC.com)

So this weekend i think i might pick up kitty from the animal shelter, take her to my apartment and love her, feed her, and give her a new home.... Is it wrong to rename a cat after she's over a year old? Is it wrong to change a cat's name from, say, Ramona to, i don't know, Diego? or DelToro? or Dwight?

Are my posts getting dumb? They are, aren't they? Well, I feared so.... but then i got a response from a visitor who responded to my simple reflection on a whimpy 4 years in NYC by sharing some residue from his 31 years here:
"...And then there's 31 years of livin' in New York:
    Thirtyoneyears of soot in yer face
    Thirtyoneyears of dirty water hot dogs
    Thirtyoneyears of dirty politics
    Thirtyoneyears of Rastas in the square
    Thirtyoneyears of the perfect slice
    Thirtyoneyears of punk
    Thirtyoneyears of the down and out
    Thirtyoneyears of dope and dust
    Thirtyoneyears of bird shit
    Thirtyoneyears of fuckin’ in the park
    Thirtyoneyears of NYC."

Thanks Todd for tellin' is like it is.
Now go to his site + quarlo.com + and listen to some Ramones, dammit.



Re: my boring posts: Could a dumb post spawn such an inspired respones? I freely admit to not doing as much thinking or concentrating this spring. See it became warm outside. We are thinking of flip-flops, the perfect ice coffee, and small birds in our windows.

This morning, the six train smelled like vinegar, and my left eye got hot.

I dreamt of fields and fields upon rolling fields upholstered with terry-cloth and stuffed terry duckies. Miles and miles of terry cloth.
And of friends suffering from wounds due to skin-piercing hay strands, which i treated with blackened Neosporin®, like paint.

... I live in new york city. Man. I live in new york city. Did you ever just say that to yourself? I live here. I take the subway every day. I experience grand diversity every day. I hear languages i don't understand every day. I inhale way too much soot, every day.
But it feels good lately. It feels alright. It feels like home -- after 4+ years ... It's nice when your corner-deli-guy knows your face, it's nice when you run into friends on the train platform, it's nice when you find yourself saying "Man, i live in New York City."