Monday, August 30, 2004

invisible cities. 

i miss New York City.


I think Jimmy Fallon hates me.




big ups to the dalek crew for holding it down in the Big Apple.
Swarthmore scholars rule..


and Chelsea is like, so gay. but they make the greatest shrimp pasta at Cola's on 8th Avenue in Chelsea. oh, man.





not calling doesnt always mean not caring, said the guy with the scruffy beard and scratchy black-rimmed glasses. i think he's Indian.

more New York memories to come, including--but not limited to:
the first Asian president, homeless people sleeping on Gap Ads, Brazilian nights in Brooklyn, hangers smashed in Times Square, Dave Chapelle in Union Square, Zen Palate Zen Palate Zen Palate motherfucker, whoa, that's Beans, Junior's in Flatbush, Beat Street Records, pretty girls in subways, anti-war posters at Ground Zero, homeboys from Philly and sweet girls who just came back from China: i'll be good.

here's to book deals about avant-garde Mexican rock bands and Rice University.
let's move forward.

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