Talk About Bogie

Today, things started off great. I drove to work giving myself 10 minutes to find somewhere to park near by and still have enough time to get inside. As I approached my office I realized that there is a parking garage right behind it, and it's one of the cheapest city garages I've parked in. Success!

Then, I was hoping to get approval to leave a bit early today as I was going to a show in NY and needed to beat the traffic. Little did I know, but Meghann was also planning on leaving early and told me that I had no reason to stay after she left - got to leave early without having to ask. Success.

There was some traffic on the way up and at random times but as I got to the GW bridge - nothing! Not a single MPH decreased as I approached/went across the bridge. Success!

We hopped on the 7:30 ram van. The show was advertised on Circa's website as '730' I figured - if the first band gets 30 minutes, and theres 20 between we might - at worst - miss Circa's opening song. Little did I know, the time advertised on Circa's website was not the show time, but the time of their set.

Doors opened at 6. Torche went on at 6:30. Circa went on at 7:30. So when my friend who was ahead of us said Coheed was coming on, as we approached, we called B. S. Then we realized we were wrong. Having little to no interest in seeing Coheed, we left after 5 songs. So - 2.5 hours of driving after work from Philly to NY; 40 dollar ticket, and subway rides back and forth - for 5 songs by a band I don't care for. Huge lack of success! In other words: BOGIE!

Oh well. Not all was lost. I got to see some friends, as we headed back to the BX early. The night ended hanging out on Nate's roof top watching Sarah teach Mike and Alex a new dance and singing some Monsters of Folk. Oh Jim James - you have a beautiful voice.

It is 2:00 am and I have work tomorrow. It's time to turn in. Goodnight!

The Lake Has No Benches

I had wandered into Central Park a few days ago a bit later than I had hoped and spent very little time in there as it is quite creepy in the dark. What I accidentally found was the giant lake that starts at 86th street. Despite having been in NY for almost 4 years now I have not spent much time in Central Park, almost never traveling north of 70th within it. I decided I wanted to go back to this lake when it was day time in the stretch of amazing weather we were to experience.

Today I did just that. I walked from Penn Station, after leaving a friend of mine, all the way up to Central Park and then proceeded to stroll through the park with the end goal of reaching the lake, finding a bench, and reading for a few hours. Little did I know that the path surrounding this body of water is purely meant for walkers and joggers and thus is without a place to sit. Bummer.

I did find another bench and got some reading in. Today was an excellent day to be outside and I am glad that I was able to be for much of it.