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gina_r_snapeWell I had something of a weekend.
On Saturday I went to swap out my modem at the cable company, and wound up hanging out in Madison Park attempting to read. It's a bit out of my neighborhood, but I think I might go there again to study. It's pretty and it's quiet and there are tables and cute doggies and the temptation to get something from the Shake Shack is tempered by the queue around the park. (It's so prohibitively long that I've never actually eaten anything from there).
Here's a guy (on the right) I snapped on the sly, who was walking a dog and a cat
At any rate, on a whim I rang up my friend SM and he happily skipped on over. We chatted in the park for awhile, then went to a little cafe adjacent to the Museum of Sex. Afterward, SM declared that he wanted champagne. Heeee. So we wandered over to Chelsea, stopping along the way to look for something yellow and trying on ridiculous hats. None were purchased. We wound up in the West Village at Smorgas Chef Restaurant where we split a herring sampler, a cold water shrimp salad, and I had a gorgeous frozen lingonberry and rum drink. We talked about everything under the sun, he sang songs from The Muppet Movie, and we ended the night with scotch and soda at the Cowgirl Hall of Fame, chatting about the relative story arc writing skills of RTD vs Moffatt, and ghost sightings.
Here's the view from our outdoor table, and one of SM. The view struck me as pleasantly picturesque.
SM is producing a play, and he's looking for a non-equity actor to play a flamboyant but worn down cabaret singer in her late 30's. If anyone on my flist knows of someone, do let me know!
Today I had a long catch-up chat with a friend and went to a second birthday party for an old friend/former co-worker. The weather in NYC is brutal. Massive, pouring rain. I wore a hat and made cool poses in the train station to amuse myself.
Now it's Sunday night and I'm finally getting round to watching the first episode of Sherlock, as it seems to have eaten about 80% of my fandom friends. I'm only 1/3 of the way through ep 1, but Holmes is delightful.
And how are you, flist?
On Saturday I went to swap out my modem at the cable company, and wound up hanging out in Madison Park attempting to read. It's a bit out of my neighborhood, but I think I might go there again to study. It's pretty and it's quiet and there are tables and cute doggies and the temptation to get something from the Shake Shack is tempered by the queue around the park. (It's so prohibitively long that I've never actually eaten anything from there).
Here's a guy (on the right) I snapped on the sly, who was walking a dog and a cat
At any rate, on a whim I rang up my friend SM and he happily skipped on over. We chatted in the park for awhile, then went to a little cafe adjacent to the Museum of Sex. Afterward, SM declared that he wanted champagne. Heeee. So we wandered over to Chelsea, stopping along the way to look for something yellow and trying on ridiculous hats. None were purchased. We wound up in the West Village at Smorgas Chef Restaurant where we split a herring sampler, a cold water shrimp salad, and I had a gorgeous frozen lingonberry and rum drink. We talked about everything under the sun, he sang songs from The Muppet Movie, and we ended the night with scotch and soda at the Cowgirl Hall of Fame, chatting about the relative story arc writing skills of RTD vs Moffatt, and ghost sightings.
Here's the view from our outdoor table, and one of SM. The view struck me as pleasantly picturesque.
SM is producing a play, and he's looking for a non-equity actor to play a flamboyant but worn down cabaret singer in her late 30's. If anyone on my flist knows of someone, do let me know!
Today I had a long catch-up chat with a friend and went to a second birthday party for an old friend/former co-worker. The weather in NYC is brutal. Massive, pouring rain. I wore a hat and made cool poses in the train station to amuse myself.
Now it's Sunday night and I'm finally getting round to watching the first episode of Sherlock, as it seems to have eaten about 80% of my fandom friends. I'm only 1/3 of the way through ep 1, but Holmes is delightful.
And how are you, flist?
