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venti skinny decaf with sugar free hazelnut
writing for an hour in my notebook
people watching from my window seat at Starbucks
the rain predicted days ago finally arrives
everything is going to be okay
a new writing project for the month of April
actually it could be two if I get really ambitious
will I?
I don't know about that
the first of April is still a day away
all I know is everything will be okay
no matter what I decide
It's Sunday noon and the train is packed.
Even the very last car where I like to ride because you can always get a seat. Well, where you can usually get a one.
I bagged this because the three people sitting directly in front of me got out at Lincoln Center.
My well-planned out day got completely turned around, which is fine. This usually means that I am now open to adventure and new discoveries.
Definitely going to find a quiet place to write for a while, but actually lunch is top of my list. Starving. I'm thinking soy burger with carrot tahini at Dojos.
Then maybe a look-see at the IFC or Angelika to see what's playing.
And of course the camera is with me.
I wouldn't recommend going back to sleep with freshly washed hair.
Moving your head about on the pillow while it's drying creates some interesting configurations.
I'm hoping mine will settle down in a little while.
My day started with good news. Thank you Universe.
Got most of my errands done, and the only thing left on the list is paying some bills online.
Haven't posted to my main blog yet.
Hopefully I will be inspired while I am out and about.
Perhaps a muse will board the train at the next stop.
Hmmmmm a decaf hazelnut latte would just hit the spot, but alas my destination is Starbuckless. Can you imagine?
May you all find your muse today.
Jeepers it's only just after noon and I'm exhausted.
Got up, ran down the laundry room to throw in a load, took a bath, blow dried my hair, dressed and was back downstairs just as the machine was finishing up.
After everything was hung to drip dry it was off to Rite Aid to shop.
When I got back to the building a half hour was spent talking with management about various issues.
I am so done.
The music coming over the speakers here at Starbucks reminds me of that song from that old Robby Benson movie Ode to Billie Joe.
When I was a teen I thought Robby Benson was the bomb.
Right now Javier Bardem is my 2008 bomb - who knows if he'll have that position in '09.
A homeless man wandered into Starbucks and decided to scream and curse.
No one even looked up.
Let me tell you New Yorkers can block anything out.
It's been a nice afternoon doing nothing particular.
It's been a series of short walks - no more than 15-20 blocks with stops for rest.
Right now with my ankle and knee the way they are I can't do 50 and 60 blocks continuously.
Hopefully come the warm weather I'll be able to again.
Time for a notebook writing session.
Just about everyone on this bus is wearing head phones.
One guy's music is so loud I thought a radio was on.
You know I bet I could sing out loud or holler fire and no one would notice.
There's a young Asian girl reading Cosmo to my right. Her head is bent and she has an expression on her face like it's a deeply religious experience.
Opposite her a middle-aged lady in what can only be described as Pilgrim shoes, reads the Times in a similar mode.
As for me boys and girls I am happily blogging my way to the Upper East Side.
Waving at you all from New York
It had a few moments, but all in all was not bad.
Going to take the train a couple of extra stops and have a bit of a walk before I head home.
I posted some pics of The Macy Flower Show windows on my main blog.
In a perfect world there would be no reflections on the glass but alas...
See you in the funny papers.
this generation of teen-agers expects to be instantly gratified twenty-four seven.
I was in a coffeevar this morning and at the table next to me were three teen-agers. Actually the girl was a tween - about 11 or 12 years old. They were all sipping four buck coffee drinks and outfitted with cell phone and Ipods.
so what will they expect for their 16th birthdays? Porsches?
Oh and did you love that term tween? It's a whole new market to bombard with non-stop advertising.
Why not? Mom and Dad will pay for it to keep them occupied and out of their way.
Here's my stop.
Cheers.
out with some low cal libations and snick snacks.
My notebook and pen await me.
Hopefully my favorite waitstaff person will be on duty. Love to have a bit of a chitchat with her.
The subway car is packed with people off to enjoy their Saturday nights.
I'm going to Curves Monday morning to give it a look-see. It could be just what I need.
Cheers Chums
