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Great signage, vol 6

Remember Pauline and Sharon’s? “Purveyors of delicious pizza” these chaps may be, but sparkling conversationalists they ain’t. They have, however, surpassed themselves with their latest sign printed in 48pt Calibri. I would have taken a photo of it, but didn’t wish to incur their wrath.


If u want a discount then fuck off!!

Not joking


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Reader, I married him…

…and flew back to the USA just over a month ago with an E-2 visa, which will allow me to work. I’m feeling settled back in the apartment, aka the Bat Cave. (Don’t get me wrong – I rather like it here, but there isn’t much natural light). I’m just back from having my biometrics taken at a Remote Location in Brooklyn and am now a step closer to getting my work authorization through. As it can take up to three months to process, I’ve joined the Park Slope Knitting Circle, because knitting is ace. I will be volunteering at any place that will take me. So far:

Bluestockings (a collectively owned, volunteer run anarcho-feminist bookstore on the Lower East Side)

Housing Works Bookstore/Cafe (awesome second-hand bookstore in SoHo supporting people living with HIV and AIDS)

Gowanus Canal Conservancy (attempting to beautify/clean up the toxic mulch that is the Gowanus Canal – see posts passim)

and the Park Slope Food Co-Op, if they’d only let me attend an orientation session.

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Hello UK

Dear all,

Putting the blog into mothballs for the time being now that I’m back in the UK. Thanks so much for the messages and feedback and I’ll be seeing (some of) you in the near future. In the meantime, check out the graphic below and see how many fellow readers you reckon you can identify from their location. Djibouti is a no-brainer.

Lots of love,


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Midnight on the D train

P1000742Christmas came early with a trip to the New York Metropolitan Opera last night. Don Giovanni shagged his way through the female populace before being dragged down to hell by the devil. Stirring stuff.

The building that houses the Met Opera is pretty cool – think old theatre meets the 50’s view of the future. Lots of sweeping staircases and quirky curves going on. The chandeliers also deserve a mention – there’s one in the top left looking like a lit firework. They were made of crystal and looked like the kind of thing you might see on the Jetsons.

The D train runs local after 11pm, which means I don’t have to change trains to get home. The highlight of this particular ride home was a Chinese man who got on a few stops after us. He proceeded to stand smack in the middle of the carriage and do what I have always dreamed of – stay upright without holding on to anything. He was really extremely good. I snuck a couple of looks. Here’s what I noticed (in this order):

  • His fists were balled up.
  • He was staring with intensity at a point in the middle distance.
  • The girl who’d got on the same stop as him was looking at him warily.

“What of it?” I thought to myself. “She’s probably just as amazed as I am; this guy is a PRO at balancing.”

I decided to point this out to DSpin.

“Check this guy out!” I whispered. “He’s not holding on!”

“Do you think it helps that he isn’t wearing any shoes?” asked DSpin.

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Through a school friend, EmJay, I nabbed myself ticket to the opening night of ‘Emotional Creature’ the new play by Eve Ensler of ‘The Vagina Monologues’ fame. They were interviewing afterwards. Skip to 9 secs to enjoy the expression on my face as I try to think of a single adjective to describe the show…

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Overheard conversations vol 6

Walking towards three girls wrapped in winter coats. Two of them each sit in their own plastic sledge, one facing the other. Each holds tightly to the other girl’s sledge. The remaining girl is standing and she holds the reins of one sledge. She begins to heave and the group moves a couple of inches. We get closer.

Girl 1: We’re travelling transcontinental!

Me: Good job, you guys look pretty impressive.

Girl 1: We’ve travelled half a block in three days!

Me: Keep it up!