[ mood | relaxed ]
[ music | Smashing Pumpkins – “Obscured” ]

So I had an interesting weekend… Friday we had an exMTV lil drinkfest. Quite fun. Seems like quite a few people showed up and everyone had fun… some people had a lil too much fun and almost got their asses kicked out to the curb… let’s just say some tits & crotch were flashed… I was gone by then, but heard part of the story later that night.. Can’t wait to hear the rest of it.

Went to a show last night with Jetset to see a band he and everyone else in NYC is raving about… Interpol. My summary… don’t believe the hype. I liked the threads… I liked the music, but you could grate cheese on the lead singer’s voice. One of the few shows where I enjoyed the opening bands more than the main attraction. I highly recommend Sea Ray… Mellow band with a 2 guitar, bass, keys, drums & cello arrangement… nice. Bought 2 CDs off the guy after the show and I thought he was gonna kiss me or something… wonder if I was the only one to buy in that night?

So ended up hanging out most of the weekend with Jetset… specially since his lazy Boston ass was staying at my place. It was actually fun having him around. Sometimes it is a pain in the ass to play host for your friends from outta town (he’d probably agree), but it worked out well with him. Plus since we were out by Mercury Lounge I was able to eat Bereket!!! I miss that place.

After Jetset left this morning, I headed into the city to catch a flick. Saw the “Royal Tennenbaums” – totally let down by it. I think I let the hype color my viewing… but I just didn’t enjoy it. Pacing was really funky & frustrating. I like Wes Anderson’s style… but everything about this movie just seemed pale in comparison to “Rushmore” — dunno. Maybe I’ll catch it again on video after I’ve forgotton about it. Sometimes I like films better that way.

Before the movie began, I was sitting in a lil Mexican place eating a chicken taco and watching the tourists pass by. I saw this tourist family pass by… father in a Yankees cap, mother in Mets knit cap, daughters wearing NYC tees… and then their teenage son strolled by wearing a “Ground Zero” knit cap. WHAT THE FUCK! I fucking wanted to go out there and rip it off his head and shove it up his ass. Is he gonna go home to Nebraska and be like, “look at my cool cap.” Or maybe when they ask him what he did on vacation he’ll say “went to NYC to see this big hole in the ground… it was sooo rad.” I really felt like bashing his head into the curb in front of his family and then asking them if they had a t-shirt I could where. What a fucking family of dickheads. A “Ground Zero” hat… what the fuck is that all about. FDNY, NYPD… I get that… but Ground Zero… oh brother.

2 more days of freedom then I work again. I don’t wanna work.