back from NYC
Boston feels very very small, and simple after new york. I was relieved to be home but it feels like returning to podunk nowhere.
That city has stolen me, and I see many trips to it in my future. the fungwah rox.
I saw the metropolitan, times square, the oldest pizza house in the nation, ground zero, grand central station, Spamelot (a must see, the musical rendition of monty python's the holy grail with contemporary jokes to spare) and some of the most extraterrestrial candy ravers I've ever seen in pictures OR real life. Best part is, they were form boston.
I've had a lot on my mind lately, I think the sketch shows it, somehow.
printing class. the warm weather and open windows makes it hard to pay attention
I'm clean but unkempt, I have the wear of travel like I've been gone for a week, I have a portrait of socrates I totally forgot about late, I have a presentation to do, an air conditioner to acquire, a shoot tonight (redone a third time) and about 6 new theories about the human race, life, and my niche in it to unload on the world. But not right now I spose, I'm off to shower, make spameatti, and check out a snazzy new vehicular plaything.
Current Mood: frazzled