Art

We have bars on our windows now. But actually they're window guards, so it's not impossible to rob us, it'd just be really difficult. I expected to wake up one night and find a dude in my room ready to walk out with my shit. I'd probably barter with him and offer less valuable things in greater quantities in exchange for stuff like my computer. But I'd let him check his facebook before he left.

I had an interview with NBC planned for this past Monday, but there was a fire around 135th St. and consequently the Metro North line was shut down. When I called the office, they were aware of it and I've been rescheduled for tomorrow. I got all dolled up for nothing.

Moe and I visited SoHo yesterday to see a gallery opening at Artist's Space. The gallery was closed to the public at that time, but the woman at the desk reluctantly let us look around. We felt about as welcome as if we came to her apartment and asked to walk around. Another store/gallery, Dada, had the same feel. It was built like an apartment and everything inside was really swanky, but there was no indication that anything was for sale. Maybe it's like "if you need to ask, you can't afford it."

She and I made our way to a park to enjoy some greenery and fresh air, but spotted a bar that allowed smoking. So we had no choice but to go in and have multiple beverages. Lastly, we hit Bushwick where Moe has a sister who works as a gallery curator. We ate and rejoiced.