Nothing exciting--but wait! There's Sam Rockwell!
I did not mean to take such a long break from the internet, but I did. We are still without an e-connection at home, so the only way I get on for free is to travel with Graham to the deliciously cool climate of the CUNY library. I didn't end up going with him at all after Wednesday. I can't seem to remember quite what I did. Oh yeah--we painted the kitchen a vibrant, shocking green. The only way to describe it is Amelie green, which is the growing inspiration for the colors of our apartment. I love the Graham not only is agreeing to this color scheme, but is now spearheading it! The things you learn about people upon shacking up! My hardcore, philosopher boyfriend, also has a thing for bold colors! Who knew??
Also, after 10 days of seeing no one and hearing from next to no one, I got five calls from friends on Friday--three of which I ended up seeing on Saturday. Very thrilling to catch up with old friends. Also, while waiting for my friend Judy in the East Village at 11:30 at night the actor Sam Rockwell walked right past me. Now, I know I am going to bore the hell out of you with these celebrity sightings, but this was significant in two ways. One, I have a crush on him. Two, Judy has an even BIGGER crush on him. She called only seconds after he sauntered by, and I nearly chased him down for her, but he disappeared around the corner in his jean shorts. Come back to the five and dime Sam Rockwell, Sam Rockwell!
Oh yeah, and I also read the entirety of Lolita. I felt I was supposed to be reading this book. A few friends of mine had mentioned it in the last month as an important book to them. Then I found out my friend Erica's daughter's name is Lolita. Then I saw a movie with a character named Lolita. Then I went to a bookstore, and it was on top of a stack of books I went to look through. I gave in and all I have to say is: HOLYCRAP, that book is intense! It's the best book I've read in a long time. I had no idea that Nabokov's writing was going to be so lush. I had just given up on Rick Moody's Garden State, and the difference was astounding. I always had this very cartoony impression of the story of Lolita--sick, humorous, letcherous older man lusting over woman child, sucking on a lollipop. It wasn't like that at all--it was much more intimate and sad and cruel and beautiful. I went through many emotions reading this book and at the end, I was shocked to find that I was so sad.
Other than that, I've been worshipping the AC in our bedroom as a sort of god, bowing down to it as it delivers mercy in the most incredible, and relentless heat. Last night we were gifted with a spectacular thunder storm, which has cooled everything considerably. I am a huge fan of rain. I LOVE the rain. It came down in heaps, and the street was lit up by all the flashes of electricity.
Today's plan is to stay in the library and finish the bios for the Great Gals Calendar, that I hope to go to the copy place by the weekend. Does anybody know a good, reliable copy place in New York that isn't Kinko's? Any help would be grand. Also, here's a question to you illustrators out there: does anybody else get a thrill out of seeing their drawings 'published' by xerox machines? I go weak everytime I see one of my pictures duplicated in beautiful black & white--oh!
Also, after 10 days of seeing no one and hearing from next to no one, I got five calls from friends on Friday--three of which I ended up seeing on Saturday. Very thrilling to catch up with old friends. Also, while waiting for my friend Judy in the East Village at 11:30 at night the actor Sam Rockwell walked right past me. Now, I know I am going to bore the hell out of you with these celebrity sightings, but this was significant in two ways. One, I have a crush on him. Two, Judy has an even BIGGER crush on him. She called only seconds after he sauntered by, and I nearly chased him down for her, but he disappeared around the corner in his jean shorts. Come back to the five and dime Sam Rockwell, Sam Rockwell!
Oh yeah, and I also read the entirety of Lolita. I felt I was supposed to be reading this book. A few friends of mine had mentioned it in the last month as an important book to them. Then I found out my friend Erica's daughter's name is Lolita. Then I saw a movie with a character named Lolita. Then I went to a bookstore, and it was on top of a stack of books I went to look through. I gave in and all I have to say is: HOLYCRAP, that book is intense! It's the best book I've read in a long time. I had no idea that Nabokov's writing was going to be so lush. I had just given up on Rick Moody's Garden State, and the difference was astounding. I always had this very cartoony impression of the story of Lolita--sick, humorous, letcherous older man lusting over woman child, sucking on a lollipop. It wasn't like that at all--it was much more intimate and sad and cruel and beautiful. I went through many emotions reading this book and at the end, I was shocked to find that I was so sad.
Other than that, I've been worshipping the AC in our bedroom as a sort of god, bowing down to it as it delivers mercy in the most incredible, and relentless heat. Last night we were gifted with a spectacular thunder storm, which has cooled everything considerably. I am a huge fan of rain. I LOVE the rain. It came down in heaps, and the street was lit up by all the flashes of electricity.
Today's plan is to stay in the library and finish the bios for the Great Gals Calendar, that I hope to go to the copy place by the weekend. Does anybody know a good, reliable copy place in New York that isn't Kinko's? Any help would be grand. Also, here's a question to you illustrators out there: does anybody else get a thrill out of seeing their drawings 'published' by xerox machines? I go weak everytime I see one of my pictures duplicated in beautiful black & white--oh!
posted by Summer Pierre at
3:30 AM
3 Comments:
Green kitchen! Hell Yes!
To reiterate: Summer gets all the celebrities.
and also: I get a kick out of seeing my drawings "published" by the xerox machines as well, but, as I don't really xerox my drawings (the kinko's near to us bites) I am now HOOKED on my scanner. I can draw something and then magically it is on the computer screen! WOW! And then on the internet! And then YOU in New York can see it pronto! Yay.
Spent all day making things for you guys by the way. I'm putting my little package in the mail tomorrow. I'm pretty proud of it, if I do say so. I give good mail :)
dammit if these aren't some excellent entries, my friend!! your writing is so fluid - i'm so impressed. i feel like where i walk out the door and see individual objects existing in the world ('there's a tree, there's my drunk neighbor, there's the ocean' etc) you see a symphony - nay, a rock opera. so rad. i just read through your last three entries (friggin job doesn't allow lots of browsing time - must... change.. jobs..), and i don't know what to respond to, there's so much. but i think it's safe to say: a) you should indeed do whatever you feel like doing, and ask the question WHO IS SAYING I NEED TO BE MORE? WHO IS TELLING ME I NEED TO PRODUCE AND BE PUBLICLY ACKNOWLEDGED? etc. [this may sound familiar to you, yes? just put on a german accent, yes?]. anyhow, oh yeah - and b) you see more celebrities than anyone i know, and i am officially jealous. i feel like you're like those girls in yugoslavia who see the virgin mary or something - stars are TOTALLY INVISIBLE to me, dammit. alright, peace mama!
love jz
Try Village Copier. They have several sites around the city. Here's their link: http://www.villagecopier.com/retail.php
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