Here’s what the sign says: “Crowd/Atmosphere Notice This area is being used for filming the motion picture tentatively entitled “The Smurfs Movie”. If you enter this area it is possible you will appear recognizably in the film. Therefore it is understood and agreed that all persons entering the area thereby grant permission to Columbia Pictures… Continue Reading
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I left before the jump and Big Link Friday….
Jeff offered me a ticket to go and see the new Tosca at the Met. I caught most of the “controversial” moments that led to the opening night crowd booing the director, but was nodding out despite the lovely, stirring singing and so I made my exit at the second intermission. The production? There were… Continue Reading
I remember certain postcards suddenly became valuable…
El Rey Gnomo is snoring on the bed. My sinuses seem to be pushing snot into each other with a cast iron plunger. George McCrae is singing “Rock Your Baby”, which is a “disco song” but well, I just don’t know. The art season started last night. Thousands thronged the streets of Chelsea to go… Continue Reading
New York to Kinksters: Don’t Be It, Damn It…
At last night’s TES meeting someone who has been around New York’s leather life for a long time talked about the “scene getting bland” in the midst of reminiscing about the Hellfire Club. Their observation was not dissimilar to those made many times in my circles, and for the most part everyone seems content to… Continue Reading
The wings used to be Cambodian…
A day out and about the city. Met to consult on her first tattoo. We went of course to DareDevil Tattoo, home of the Friday the 13th special. I think I was able to get her connected with a fabulous artist who will give her just the right treatment. After getting that squared away, we… Continue Reading
Catch and release…
Woke up this morning, strolled into my bathroom and found a mouse sitting quietly in the drain. Unnerving. Clearly it had gotten in and could find no egress. Odds are it had been running around in there for most of the night, given the number of turds in the tub. Clearly it wasn’t going anywhere,… Continue Reading
Percussive recycling…
Yesterday afternoon a guy had upended a plastic paint can, and was sitting on it with a pair of drumstics, using this debris for his kit. His performance was impressive, and I wondered what was going to happen to the stuff. Evidently he just pulls them together where ever he goes, because this was all… Continue Reading