Showing posts with label photo atlas knows how to make me dance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photo atlas knows how to make me dance. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

There's no need for everyone to stare.

Okay, no video - YET. I can't even see videos at work on my computer (grrr blockage), so I have to check out the other video posts after work. I'll be sure to post one before deadline tonight. Isn't video so weird? I've definitely seen video of people I've only read online and been like, "Hm, I thought she'd have a squeakier voice," or "Man, he's just as awkward as his writing." What you'll probably figure out from the video of me: I talk with my hands, I'm super awks, and I'm a baritone. Just kidding about that last one. MAYBE. Tune in later.

I couldn't very well narcissistically record myself last night, because I was out having a grand time. Jesse, Erica, and I went to see The Photo Atlas at the Charleston - it was particularly small, as the venue is much like somebody's parent's basement. The band is consistently awesome, though, and Erica and I have been front row at all their New York shows, I'm not kidding. I was a little embarassed when Jesse introduced me to them (they toured together earlier this year), as I was thinking: "crap, please don't recognize me as the flailing dancer at all of your New York shows for the past three years..." Thankfully, they're either not incredibly observant or I'm much like an elusive chameleon (slash, who cares?).

ANYWAY.

Jesse and I then met up with our dear friend Kristy at Union Pool, who is in town for a couple of days. We went to her wedding in Santa Barbara last year (it was spectacular) and hung out earlier this summer, so we spent some time catching up and had some good newlywed conversation. Then the three of us headed into Manhattan to Crif Dogs, a tasty hot dog place on St. Marks, before heading to Trainwreck. Trainwreck proved to be just as fun a night as it usually is, though there was a different crowd there for the live rap performances. Gaby, Perry, and Jesse headed out to the late Bronx show, while Kristy and I called it a night. I ran into Lauren Ashley on the subway ride home, and she reminded me that Halloween is next week. EEP.

In other news, Sean got me this totally nerdy book for my birthday that I'm starting to read, and I've become quite engrossed in it. It's been a long time since I've read a book word by word, instead of my usual fast skimming - I enjoy having to pay attention. More about that, including its title, later.

Tonight? Video. Maybe catch up on some television. Kitten hangs.