Check out another video made by moi, about this amazing brother-and-sister duo from Brooklyn, NY. www.getsauceynow.com
Toan and Ken were not only hip-and-cool in that Brooklyn way, but also very gracious and generous. They stuffed my face with delicious snacks, marinated in excellent Saucey Sauces, of course. My favorite would have to be Spicy Garlic Extreme. Favorite story: Ken telling me about customer Marcia, who buys the sauces in bulk, and accosts them by phone in a thick LES accent if she doesn’t get her fix. Now that’s what I call a superfan.
Check out this new story by a one Susan S. Shin (ME), about this artist’s unique way of getting rid of his stuff.
Check out this piece - produced, shot, edited entirely by yours truly. yesh.
It’s only Tuesday and I want to smash my head against the wall. ARG UGG Things I need to remind myself to do: 1) go to a New York Public Library branch 2) redeem my library card 3) borrow Mozart Operas and Animal Collective albums 4) borrow Heartbreaking Work of a Staggering Genius Had my volunteering event on Saturday; I felt like I wasn’t making a difference. There were some good moments here and there - eating lunch with the kids, playing baseball, getting to know people - but there definitely is a certain trick to hanging out with 11 year olds. And I’m not cool enough to do it. guess I gotta wait until I pop a couple of my own out to really know what to do.

I had dinner with Spads at Cafeteria last night. Their mac and cheese is totally nom-worthy. I almost cried when my fork hit the bottom of those little white porcelain bowls. I should be fatter than I really am; my appearance belies my fatman appetite.
Time with my Spads was so comforting; we always have a couple of laughs when we’re together. I never feel like a weirdsmobile when I’m with her. Why is it that the people I love the most have to be so far away from me? (excluding certain people in NYC, of course)
I also like how I have self confidence when I look in the mirror and think, “I am the cutest ever” when I am the only person in my apartment. Then I step out into the real world, where there are people other than myself, some of whom are also cute. Fail.
This weekend I continue my journey of do-gooder-ness by helping to host a brunch for patients with head trauma and spinal injuries. Will I connect with the injured in a meaningful way? Hopefully. Will I try to be funny and end up making an inadvertently offensive joke, thus possibly causing french toast and bacon to fly at me in response? Probably.
Will I get Shake Shack afterwards? Definitely.
so good. so good.
also the cutes: awesome cover by the xx: www.myspace.com/thexx
halloween costumes YES
i already have 3/4 of the outfit for russell, and 1/3 of the outfit for penny. i wonder if my choices reflect a subconscious need to portray a duality of sexes, a yin and yang expression of sorts? definitely a hm.