So.. I’ve been in New York for a little over a week now, staying at Audris’ house and then Korby’s house (thanks Audris and Korby!)..
As expected, NYC is awesome… The first week I was here was defined by the nonstop torrent of rainstorms. I mostly stayed in Audris’ house; thankfully Audris’ house is huge so that was pretty ok with me.. It was seriously raining a ridiculous amount, I’d run across the street to get lunch or something, and come back to the apartment soaked to the bone. Yuck. We did go see an awesome play called “Sides” though, which I highly recommend.. Audris also took me to a lovely film, called “Three Extremes“. And by lovely, I actually mean, the grossest, most disgusting movies that I’ve seen in a long, long time. Uh, thanks Audris.
On Saturday, the sun came out finally, and since then it’s been absolutely gorgeous here… On the recommendation of Ben, Korby and I went to the DUMBO arts fair in Brooklyn.. I’ve never walked over the Brooklyn Bridge (and neither had Korby), and since it was a nice day out, we did.. Man, that bridge sure is awesome, I can’t believe they built it over a hundred years ago..
Korby had bought a nightstand from some Russian furniture store in Brighton Beach, so he somehow convinced me to go with him that day and carry it back to his apartment in Manhattan.. I mean, I’m not very hard to persuade for such a journey, he and I are legendary for pointless trips like circumnavigating the entire bay area on public transit and driving to alaska and back, and at least this one had a purpose.
So we took the subway (of course) to Coney Island. I’ve never been to Coney Island, and the only real thing I know about the place is that hot dog place, Nathan’s (yes, of course I had one). Ok, Coney Island was… super super creepy. It’s the end of summer and all, so none of the rides were operating, and the brisk, cold wind whipping through the fences and ferris wheel made an eery howling sound reminscent of some sort of 1973 b-grade horror film. Check out this movie I took of Coney Island.. creepy, right?
Anyway, since we were in the hood, we had some Russian food in Brighton Beach (which, incidentally, is also a fantastic place to buy fur coats, fur boots, fur hats, fur mittens and fur socks) and grabbed Korby’s brand new nightstand from the Russian furniture store. Since it’s Korby, we take the subway back to his house, which includes three transfers, 7 flights of stairs (plus 6 flights of stairs that we went up, and then back down, since the 4-5 doesn’t run at the station we were at). Oh what fun.
It’s been great seeing all of my ol’ Cornell and SF friends here in NY — man, there are alot of us back here, which is great… There’s so much to do here.. Eric and I went to some speakeasy in Hell’s Kitchen yesterday that was sooo cool — it’s just a non-descript door on a side street, and you have to ring a buzzer to get in and everything. Fun. Miss Kittin is playing at the Maritime tonight and Liz Phair is at Irving Place. Tomorrow Death Cab for Cutie is at Irving place, and Thursday I’m trying to decide between Demetri Martin (the comedian) and Mates of State… Decisions, decisions… Hmmm.. yes, yes, I like the New York.
