Concerts, Records, Cheesesteaks

It's too late to write a full blog tonight. The title sums up today in the most bullet-pointed fashion. It was a fantastic day. Really glad Mike came this weekend. My wallet says otherwise - we compromised and decided Mike has to come back again, but not for a month.

Goodnight.

A Solid Evening

This year, and semester especially, trips to the city have been improving in both frequency and quality. While I did make it to the city once a week last semester, those trips were for class and it was rare that I did much more than go to my class when I was there.

This year, being off campus, and maybe with the countdown to graduation in our minds, there has been a increase in activity/mobility. I would said I have been in the city 75% of the weekends I am in NY this semester. It's really great that we are getting to do this kind of stuff and it definitely wipes away any of those pesky 'if I had gone to a local college I'd be in so much less debt right now' thoughts.

Tonight was a really solid 'hipster kid' night, looking back on it. A few of us met up in the city and after getting falafel at Mamoun's (which is an absolute must if you are near Washington Square Park), to see Michael Haneke's newest film, The White Ribbon. While the movie was very good and incredibly well shot there was a big problem with the screening. What is a sure fire way to ruin a foreign film? Having someone in front of you who is tall and does not care enough to slouch for the rest of the audience behind him. So what, you might say, he couldn't have blocked much of the screen. And you are right, but when you are directly behind him, the part of the screen his head is blocking is the subtitles. I spent the entire screening leaning one way or the other trying to see around him. I think the lady next to me thought I was attempting to put my head on her shoulder. I know moving sounds like an option but the only row we could have sat in would have been in the front and I couldn't decide if that would have been better.

From there we went a few blocks over to a record store which I have become fond of this semester, and then onto Cafe Reggio, this really awesome coffee shop that has been around since the 1920s and is open all but 4 hours a day (from 8 am to 4 am).

So in summary to add up the hipster-ness of the night (which is not intentional but in recapping, I realize how it sounds) I spent the night 1.) in the village 2.) at an arthouse seeing a foreign, independent, black and white film 3.) followed by a trip to a record store 4.) capped off by getting coffee not just at Dunkin or McDonalds but at a coffee house dating back to the 1920s.

It was a solid night.

Pancakes, MoMa, Sabarsky Cafe, and Sushi-birthday dinner on 96th tomorrow.

Goodnight!

Sleeping In

Tomorrow is the last day of break. It felt like a really long break. That is rare. I think it was because it was actually a long break. It also felt long because of my schedule. When you are in a full time job routine - the week prior feels like a long time ago - days are longer and sleep becomes shorter - definitely affects perception on things.

Back to the grind in 36 hours. Still unsure if I will drop one of my classes or not. Want more time, but there's a chance I won't know which class to drop until I am too far into the semester to do anything about it.

So happy I have a working record player. I have listened to several records to far. I don't know why, but there is a different feeling to listening to music this way versus my ipod, even if they are the same songs. Going to sleep after this last one.

Hope everyone has a beautiful tomorrow.

still spinning