So my life lately has been uber, beyond all counts crazy. I've documented some of it but not all of it. I love it. Seriously, how can I remotely call myself a writer? I went to Snoop Dogg at the always amazing and ever crazy Brooklyn Bowl. It has taken almost eight months of working there for me to feel like that place is my home. And it does. I walk in there and it's like an extension of my living room. That's probably both a blessing a curse but so it goes, to quote the beloved Kurt Vonnegut.
So Snoop blew my mind. It was easily one of the most incredible nights of my life. I won't post the highlights of the night because it was beyond extraordinary. But I will post my favorite pics of him performing...
So what I've decided from this night to end all nights is that extraordinary things are on my horizon. And it would be absolutely lovely to have someone to share these things with in some context. And if that person is you please feel free to post an application. The best friend slots are kinda filled by Dan, Maddy, Eric, Caren, and Amanda but it would be incredible if you want to jump in on the fun. Because when we bowl and sweet up kids roll out we kinda roll deep. Join in on the fun!
Snoop Dogg's Clan ain't nothing to fuck with...
Sunrise at bedtime. I am truly a vampire.
For the four people who have not yet seen this.
This particular video is an amazing stop-motion animated short that is absolutely spectacular. The brilliance that comes into play towards the end after you dredge through his absurdist style of humor is exquisite. Please, please watch this.
Don Hertzfedlt is an absolute genius. I know this is mad behind the times but God this video is extraordinary.
Also I heard a rumor that Arcade Fire broke up. When it comes to such things I turn into a little kid that just had their ice cream knocked out of the cone. I'm a six year old who cannot bear the idea of having to stare at my ice cream melting on the sidewalk in the hot, summer sun. That slow cry begins that your whole body eventually catches up to. I couldn't bear this idea so I went onto the blogosphere. I am exultant to report that it is BULLSHIT! Spin just released an article saying that they are set to release their third, as yet untitled album in May of 2010!
http://www.spin.com/articles/arcade-fire-new-album-2010
Fuck you rumor mill!
Which means that they will be touring. Which means that a truly joyous, beyond ecstatic Misty will be quitting both of her jobs if they don't let her have the day off to see them. I will also be waking up at 7am the day tickets go on sale to stalk the horrible company that is Ticketmaster for tickets. I will fly anywhere in North America to see this band live. Oh happiest of happy days! How I cannot wait for May!
By the by, if you didn't see Google's April Fool's joke this year it was amazing. They put a video up claiming that they can actually translate animal sounds into human language. Awesomesauce! Please enjoy the video they posted.
Out. Enjoy this lovely spring day Williamsburg!
Mother Goose..
So today I worked a typical twelve hour day with its tumultuous ups and downs that is completely traditional of being a bartender in NYC. My family had given me plenty of notice that I was to be expecting a package from them but would not elaborate as to what it was. I've been eagerly expecting this package, thinking initially that it was probably a bunch of forms from my student loan company. My Mom would not even give me a hint. Today, my neighbor kindly signed for it as I was at work. I worked a long shift and forgot all about it. I got home and the package was sitting on my coffee table. I saw my Mom's beautiful handwriting on the front and immediately missed her. I did not open it right away. I just stared at her writing and realized how much I wanted to curl up into her lap and be the 11 year old scared little girl that I am that only a Mommy can truly comfort. And then I opened it. And I realized how much my Mother truly loves me. An umbrella for the NYC rainy season that is about to descend. A new purse. Adorable and comfortable pajamas. Candy. Pictures of Easter egg hunts of past that we all loved. A card expressing how much my family misses me. And I realized in that exact second that I've been selfish. I've not thought of how much my move here has affected my family. I cannot believe that I didn't realize how hard this transition has been for my Mother. One of her ducklings moved thousands of miles away from her. And while my Mother is a strong woman who has her hands in many different pots as her career is concerned, she thinks of me all the time. Easter is a big deal in my family. And I realized that this is the first time I will spend it away from them. She wrapped everything in Easter paper, like she has always done, because that is her kind spirited and giving nature. And it is our tradition. Expressing genuine love and affection has always come hard for me, but I cried. I could smell her perfume all over this package. I miss my Mother and my family. The thoughtfulness while I've felt so abandoned in NY meant more than I think I could ever express to her. I suddenly felt ashamed that I haven't called more. I haven't been more of a presence. Because I cannot imagine how hard it must be for a Mom to miss her kid. And just so you know, Mom, I've spent many nights laying in bed just wishing you were near me so I could curl up in your lap and have you run your fingers through my hair and tell me everything is alright. You have and always will be my comfort, my inspiration, my guidance, and one of my best friends. I love you and cannot believe you did that for me. You're amazing.
I'm so beyond touched that I cannot even express... I love you guys. Thank you for giving me something of home.
