She Loved The Sea

Chaos and poor lifestyle decisions continue.  After staying up until 2am doing work last Sunday night, went to work early Monday morning, came home, S made dinner and we watched Mad Men and True Blood.  

Tuesday was opening night of Shakespeare in the Park.  I was hoping for nice weather but every single time we’ve gone, it rains!  We girded ourselves with plastic ponchos and the show went on amidst the drizzle.  "Comedy of Errors," shortest Shakespeare play.  Party afterwards was a lot of fun.  It was great to be out in Central Park at night, standing on wet grass in a clearing surrounded by trees, eating, drinking, dancing a bit, not staying out too late.  For once.

Wednesday I went to work, met up with S afterwards, we got a bite at Rickshaw Dumplings and wandered around an amazing old curio shop.  Seriously, the stuff in this shop could make me a hoarder.  After that we stopped in to a party at S’s tailor’s place, but it was lame so we left.  After that we went to Lumber Liquidators to try and pick out new flooring for my apartment.  I know I really need to go with light colored boards but my eye kept being drawn back to Brazilian Cherry.

Thursday night we went to dinner at Dinner on Ludlow.  Cute place but whole experience was kind of subpar, not worth being out late for.  We had a nice walk home though.  I love hot days that cool down after the sun sets for a comfortable but still warm night.  When I got home S went to bed and I watched Miley Cyrus’ #WeCantStop video on loop for like two hours.  While wearing a hot pink wig for no reason.  Yeah.

Friday I was exhausted and so over everything.  For once my Friday afternoon wasn’t completely packed so I went home early and took a nap until S came home.  We had plans to go to the Coney Island Cyclones minor league baseball game and I was so close to bailing but S seemed to really want me to go so I rallied.  We found a new way to get to Coney on the subway, which was much faster, and met up with his friends at Ruby’s on the boardwalk, then went in to the stadium.  Game was nice, we had some beers which I really did not need in my completely overtired state.  After the game we watched the lighting of the Steeplechase, which was totally worth coming out for.  Then fireworks!  Then a ride on the Cyclone!  It was great.  Subway ride home took forever.  We got off the train at Canal Street then walked (ran) to Gilligan’s/Soho Grand just because I had to pee so badly.  S asked me if I wanted a drink and I laughed in his face.  Walked home from there and completely conked out at home.

Didn’t wake up until like 3pm on Saturday.  Missed swimming, missed the Mermaid Parade (didn’t really have a costume ready so wasn’t too upset, but still.)  We had VIP passes to a short film competition in Prospect Park so managed to drag ourselves out of bed to shower/make ourselves back into human beings and leave around 6pm.  I had reservations about hauling my butt out to Brooklyn again but it was totally worth it.  Great private area with food, drinks, and Malcolm Gladwell.  

Many of the films were amazing – I was dazzled by the stories these filmmakers were able to share in less than 6 minutes each.  All the films are available online, here are the links to some of my personal favorites:

Apart – This one had me tearing up, a silent animated parable about the distance between two souls.  Didn’t win but I loved it.  Same guys as "Unlikely Maestro."
The Unlikely Maestro – A magical story that reminded me of "A Cricket in Times Square."  Won first place.  How great was that book?  
University Glimpse – Supercute musical short about the things you learn and people you meet in college days.  Third place.
Rooftop Kings – There are people in NYC who act as shepherds of pigeons, caring for them in coops on the rooftops of the city.  An unsentimental but loving profile of one of these gents.  Interestingly the voice/style seemed familiar to me and turns out it was the same director as another movie I saw about 10 years ago, Lbs.  Second place.

After the event was over we took the subway to the afterparty in Gowanus, Brooklyn.  Interesting place.  Cute indoor/outdoor venue, but S got annoyed with me for flirting with some dude (sincerely thought he was gay), then there was a fight outside, I broke my shoe (UNRELATED!), and we took a taxi home.  On the way we decided it would be a good idea to eat dinner so we stopped into our local 24/7 joint to eat way too much food way after midnight.  Epic utter fail.

Sunday was a total waste of a day, but we went to sleep fairly early at least.

Monday we watched True Blood and the season finale of Mad Men.  I know people had mixed feelings on the episode but I was alternating hysterically laughing and tearing up – really wondering what’s going to happen next season.  Moon River and the Hershey thing just killed me.  Went to bed early, brought breakfast, lunch, and fruit to eat instead of buying junk, and am hoping against hope for a swim this afternoon/evening.  

The Gandolfini thing has made me a little nervous.  I don’t want to die that young.  Maybe one day I’ll buckle down and eat healthy foods in moderation, stop binge drinking, go to sleep at a reasonable hour,  live in a clean and organized house, stop buying cheap shoes, and exercise regularly.  AKA give me chastity and temperance, but NOT YET.