Good Vibes
Graham and I had the incredible pleasure of having our friend Jen R. visiting us from California this weekend. I think both of us are so starved for company that we flocked around her like two groupies, laughing a little too ecstatically and eagerly at anything and everything. I almost wanted to turn to Graham and say, "Can you believe it? It's A FRIEND OF OURS!" Because, while we enjoy eachother's company very much, lately we've been missing the company of ANYBODY ELSE.
Jen R. is seriously great and the only thing lacking was her seriously great boyfriend, Steve, who was home in California with their cats, Sugar Kane and Cat Power. A good thing about hanging out with them both is that we're all a good match. Jen and Graham can go into depth about New York Times journalists and the opinions of economists on the state of the Religeous Right, and Steve and I can gab on and on about the genius that is Patti Smith, or how Cyndi Lauper is one of the most underrated musicians of our time. As it was, Jen had to do DOUBLE DUTY by discussing the unruly river that is Courtney Love's life AND the unruly river that is the United State's relationship to Afghanistan. She did very well. We did a TON of things. Everything from political assemblies to Magnolia Bakery to a French Gangster film to bookshop loitering. She also showed us a few things--including a restaurant that serves breakfast with an individual pot of my beloved Peet's coffee! Graham and I were very sad to see her go.
During her visit we went to pick up the calendars at Kinko's. Going to pick up the calendars after they've been copied and bound, has become a yearly test in my ability to handle confrontation and terrifying acts of poor customer service and shoddy workmanship. There has never been a year that I haven't had to handle either horrible mistakes in the binding, copying quality or in the execution of the entire job coupled by not to mention some of the RUDEST and STAGGERINGLY INEPT ways in which people at Kinko's deal with their mistakes. I could tell you horror stories. Every year I swear I won't go to Kinko's, but I always go back because when you have a budget as tightly wound as mine, the difference of a dollar a copy matters. So you can imagine, my UTTER SHOCK when I went into Kinko's in Union Square and almost began to weep because not only was it the HIGHEST QUALITY this calendar has ever been copied, but it was the QUICKEST and FRIENDLIEST service I have ever gotten in my FIVE YEARS of making this calendar. I told them so repeatedly. They told me that everyone was admiring my work and what an incredible job I did. Basically, it was a GIANT LOVE FEST on 21st Street. Graham and Jen were beaming, I was tearing up, the people at Kinko's were puffing up. It was ALL GOOD. Who knew that in the center of New York City you would get more good vibes than in Santa Cruz, California, where they pride themselves on good vibes (but instead yell at their customers when they point out that the binding is upside down)?
Jen R. is seriously great and the only thing lacking was her seriously great boyfriend, Steve, who was home in California with their cats, Sugar Kane and Cat Power. A good thing about hanging out with them both is that we're all a good match. Jen and Graham can go into depth about New York Times journalists and the opinions of economists on the state of the Religeous Right, and Steve and I can gab on and on about the genius that is Patti Smith, or how Cyndi Lauper is one of the most underrated musicians of our time. As it was, Jen had to do DOUBLE DUTY by discussing the unruly river that is Courtney Love's life AND the unruly river that is the United State's relationship to Afghanistan. She did very well. We did a TON of things. Everything from political assemblies to Magnolia Bakery to a French Gangster film to bookshop loitering. She also showed us a few things--including a restaurant that serves breakfast with an individual pot of my beloved Peet's coffee! Graham and I were very sad to see her go.
During her visit we went to pick up the calendars at Kinko's. Going to pick up the calendars after they've been copied and bound, has become a yearly test in my ability to handle confrontation and terrifying acts of poor customer service and shoddy workmanship. There has never been a year that I haven't had to handle either horrible mistakes in the binding, copying quality or in the execution of the entire job coupled by not to mention some of the RUDEST and STAGGERINGLY INEPT ways in which people at Kinko's deal with their mistakes. I could tell you horror stories. Every year I swear I won't go to Kinko's, but I always go back because when you have a budget as tightly wound as mine, the difference of a dollar a copy matters. So you can imagine, my UTTER SHOCK when I went into Kinko's in Union Square and almost began to weep because not only was it the HIGHEST QUALITY this calendar has ever been copied, but it was the QUICKEST and FRIENDLIEST service I have ever gotten in my FIVE YEARS of making this calendar. I told them so repeatedly. They told me that everyone was admiring my work and what an incredible job I did. Basically, it was a GIANT LOVE FEST on 21st Street. Graham and Jen were beaming, I was tearing up, the people at Kinko's were puffing up. It was ALL GOOD. Who knew that in the center of New York City you would get more good vibes than in Santa Cruz, California, where they pride themselves on good vibes (but instead yell at their customers when they point out that the binding is upside down)?
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