WEEKEND RECAP: Friday, we celebrated Diane’s acceptance to the University of Texas’ PHD program with a big dinner at Casimir. I had steak, which I realize is something I do not have often enough. Saturday, I did some housecleaning on the site and then wandered around the East Village for a few hours enjoying the sun. The photos above are from that evening when the kids did that which we do at CBGB, Bar 81, and Lucy’s. Sunday I did some real house cleaning, went to the Museum of Sex (more on that tomorrow), rearranged furniture–which is a feat in a 4 * 8 apartment. I brought out my A game to cook lemon chicken for Trish and Six Feet Under<\/i>.<\/p>\n
Today’s entry seems unusually mundane. Here’s a thought. Sometimes I like to pretend that when my clock radio goes off in the morning, little people inside begin to play music. I imagine that when I hit the ‘snooze’ button that it kills them and this makes me happy. I’m not a morning person.
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WEEKEND RECAP: Friday, we celebrated Diane’s acceptance to the University of Texas’ PHD program with a big dinner at Casimir. I had steak, which I realize is something I do not have often enough. Saturday, I did some housecleaning on the site and then wandered around the East Village for a few hours enjoying the sun. The photos above are from that evening when the kids did that which we do at CBGB, Bar 81, and Lucy’s. Sunday I did some real house cleaning, went to the Museum of Sex (more on that tomorrow), rearranged furniture–which is a feat in a 4 * 8 apartment. I brought out my A game to cook lemon chicken for Trish and Six Feet Under<\/i>.
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