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| Thursday, September 12, 2002 | ||
| : 11:05 : Yesterday | ||
Grrr. If you watched any television yesterday you were probably forced to cry at least a little. It was like sweeps week, except instead of being after ratings those urchins were after tears. Am i being impossibly cynical? I don't know. It was all moving because the stories are moving, but i don't trust any of the well-coifed news anchors to care about the actual well-being of people past the moments when their eyeballs are stuck to the TV. I have probably watched the least amount of television coverage of anyone, having been abroad with no TV set for 8 of the last 12 months, but i'm still at the i-can't-take-anymore stage. I only saw the video footage that everyone here knows by heart last May. I watched the actual event in a tiny window on a french webcast at work in paris. Then i nervously chain-smoked cigarettes with the other American outside the office. I was sitting on the hood of a little car and it was a crisp fall day. In later months i would feel horribly disconnected from everything New York and everything Paris. I wished i could either be back in New York, or wipe the place out of my mind, but i didn't do either. Mostly i just smoked. ~~~ I saw Woody Allen's Manhattan yesterday at free show at BAM. Manhattan has never looked more beautiful, she is the real star. As a love story though, the film is pretty depressing since everyone in it is kind of a jerk (and i find myself relating to all of them). And the couple in front of me was being so cuddly i kept imagining how easy it would be to step on their heads, repeatedly. But like Mr Allen, i also fall in love with Diane Keaton whenever she's in one of his movies. That hussy! Before it started, like a scene out of a Woody Allen movie the slightly dorky guy sitting next to me started talking to me about obscure French directors who's names he couldn't remember. I wasn't biting. I'm only impressed these days by guys with absolutely nothing to prove. Guys who are basically indifferent to me. And even then i'm skeptical. I need a date desperately but i don't trust anyone in pants. It's a quandary. And it's interesting that no one i encountered yesterday said a word about the anniversary, yet it was the only thing on the lips of our media. Was it simple over-saturation, or was not talking about it for just one day the best way? I don't know. Nobody knows, least of all Fox News Team coverage. The last one : : Root It Down The next one : : Plants, The New Dogs |
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June 25 : Mmmmm... Snickers Ice Cream Bars... June 17 : May 7 :John Kerry Is A Douchebag But Im Voting For Him Anyway.com Slate on TV Girl's pants catch fire on E train More proof of my dorkiness, but this is pretty neat. March 5 :Snoop & the Olson Twins... speechless. February 12 :Sweeeeeeet. After 3 months of constant phone calls, whining, yelling, and a blow-job to the super (no - he don't have that much clout, but i did answer the door in a towel and it may have helped), I'm getting a new stove!! Woo hoo!! Apple Crisp for everybody!! February 10 :I was working 'till 11PM while my boss was at the MSG Chris Rock show, but this NY Observer piece (oh well - link expired) made me feel like I was there for like a minute.. |
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