Monthly Archives: June 2008
i really miss tribe. i was blasting midnight marauders last night on my drive back to the city. wondering if there is crazy good amazing innovation going on somewhere in the music world that i’m missing out on. viva new york, viva ATCQ.
k was up from atlanta this week and we got lots of QT, which was delightful. we dined thurs, fri and sat. so fun to have relaxing time with a dear pal who lives in another city. sat. night we had a very NYC moment. it was 1:15 a.m. and we were trying to find K a taxi. a garbage truck was trying to make a left hand turn onto the street in front of us. three chicks bedecked in heels and short dresses were sauntering along said street, impeding the truck driver from turning. he hung out the window and shouted, “YO SEX AND THE CITY, YOU GONNA CROSS THE STREET PLEASE?!” classic.
|kris, jill and liam — june 2008|
saturday was spillah’s bday party night. fine dinner and camaraderie was had. for those who know how picky of an eater i have historically been, get this: i had tuna carpaccio, tartar and grilled. ate it all, and loved it. yes — you CAN teach an old col new tricks.
sunday was spent with the nudge, who’s HUGE and rapidly approaching his first birthday. hard to believe!
and here i am late sunday night posting a laundry list of my recent where & when’s. making them all look and sound pretty, which they were, but there’s so much more to the picture en la vida col. garden variety of anxiety, illness and a couple of positive developments, none of which i care to broadcast at this point. i’m going back and forth again about having a public blog. what do i really want to be talking about here? where do i draw the line? i don’t know. but i do know this makes me very happy:
“In truth, Wall Street is in for a radical makeover. Fewer people, lower margins, lower risk, lower compensation — and ultimately, fewer talented people.”
i agree with him and would add that it’s not just wall street. it’s all industries. it’s all breaking apart, spreading out. this isn’t necessairly a bad thing. it’s just different. for the past 150 years we’ve built up, up up. now it’s time to look inward and move out, out, out. around and across. across oceans, across regions, across what we thought were divisions but maybe needn’t be.
i love riding bikes. we rode around a lot this weekend … me and my cousins. they have foldup bikes and have inspired me to want one. not for fitness. not for transportation. just for the fun of it. riding a bike i feel like i’m 12, tooling around in the neighborhood. so free. whee! here’s the one my cousin jack has that i fancy:
my dad always loved george carlin. him and richard pryor. and as a kid i didn’t quite get the appeal but i grasped the sense that these guys were cool badasses who cut through the BS in a way that made lots of grown ups love them. as the years unfolded, i never did develop much of an appreciation for george’s standup. i saw him as a sort of creepy, cranky negative guy. a hard-edged complainer, which didn’t sit well with my good girl sensibility and rosy demeanor. but as i became more authentic, allowed myself to get angry about all the shit in the world, i’ve begun to dig on george more. there was a great interview with him in the november 2007 issue of interview magazine where he defines success as “finding something you love, finding that you’re good at it, and being recognized for that.” simple and true.
and here’s another one of his quotes i once posted here on col’s blog that i think is worth rehashing:
“I don’t like ass kissers, flag wavers, or team players. I like people who buck the system. Individualists. I often warn kids, somewhere along the way, someone is going to tell you, ‘there is no i in team.’ What you should tell them is, maybe not. But there is an i in independence, individuality, and integrity.” –George Carlin
hard to believe he’s gonna be one next month.