I think I've written about five of these sort of apologetic posts since I started this blog, but because I a.) live in New York (well, temporarily) and b.) have a job (albeit unpaid), I am chalking my failure at blogging and life up to sheer busyness (yes, that is a word) and the following factors:
30 Rock. I work here. Bam.
Beaton, Kate. The reason I want to go to Canada as soon as possible/the reason I feel better for obsessing over obscure historical personages. Stalkee at my comics convention this weekend.
Blogging. What I do while I wait for my laundry to dry.
Boats, rowing across gorgeous lakes in upstate New York of. See WHY LIFE IS WORTHWHILE.
Broadcast personalities, the spotting of. So far, six.
Brooklyn, New York. Sometimes shadesville, always classy.
Comic and Cartoon Art, Museum of. Facilitator of the dorkiest thing I have done this summer, which is attend an indie comics convention, stalk down all my favorite webcomics artists, and freak out accordingly. See GEEKERY.
Decemberists, the. Best hyper-literate prog-rock indie-pop folk quintet around and apparently now powerful enough to sell out Radio City Music Hall Wednesday night for a concert of epic proportions. See SPASMODIC DANCING, CAUSES OF.
Goddard Hall. We have an elevator made out of plywood. Seriously. See RESIDENCE, PLACES OF.
Lemon, Liz. I am still secretly hoping to run into her. See IMPOSSIBLE DREAMS.
Manhattan subway system, the. I told a tourist how to get to Times Square the other week. See PRETENDING TO BE A NEW YORKER.
Maps of New York. Mine has disappeared.
Matthews, Chris. Technically, my boss, although I see him about once every few weeks because he films out of Washington and my internship is with Hardball's production team in New York. Drinks black coffee. Knows my name now, which is sweet.
Meconis, Dylan. Indie webcomic goddess and author of the brilliant Family Man. I met her last weekend, and it was fabulous.
MGMT, music videos of. Getting me through the week. See WILLIAMSBURG, THE ENTIRE POPULATION OF.
Mohonk Labyrinth, the. The most frightening thing I have ever done. See MOUNTAINS, CLIMBING OF and TERRIFYING DEATH CREVICES, SQUEEZING ONESELF THROUGH.
Novels, the reading of. Makes you look cooler on the subway.
Philadelphia Phillies, the. Who destroyed the Mets this week? Oh, right. See BASEBALL, THE DOMINATION OF.
Rain, the abundance of. It's June, not April. Come on. See APOCALYPSE, WEATHER OF THE.
Topic banners, the writing of. My job last week at Hardball. I am responsible for such gems as "The Looming Confirmation Battle" and "What's Next for the GOP?"
Village, the. Best place in the world. Besides Brooklyn. And Philly.
stumbled across your blog. what a lovely picture! also loved the randomness of this post :)
ReplyDeleteThis is probably my favorite post you've ever done.
ReplyDeleteThat is perhaps one of the best descriptions of the decemberists.
ReplyDeleteI also once gave somebody directions on the New York Subway. And you've done the Mohonk Labyrinth? My family stayed there ages ago.