Dead bird on the dirty ground.

I clearly haven’t had any nighttime fun/action so I’ll just tell you about the fucked up shit I saw happening on Saturday. A quick summary of the weekend first:
Friday night - went out but fell asleep at bar (I forgot to drink my sparks!)
Saturday night -went out to see Hot Chip play. The drummer was ill, the equipment was effed up and the guy from LCD Sound system was luckily there and helped them get their shit together. The only played six songs and kept saying, “Sorry we are losers, we have no more songs!” *think British accent* The songs they did play were great and they used a cowbell!!!!! Dance party!! They also covered that Fleetwood Mac song that goes, “Aaaa oooo, I wanna be with you everywhere” *don’t know what it’s called* Also, my friend LP who I went with is way into astrology told me I not really an “Aries” because I am not immature, stubborn, selfish or moody. She only hangs out with me once a month. If she hung out with me a lot she would know I am in fact VERY moody, immature, selfish, and stubborn…at my worst at least or maybe everyday. So there you have it LP, I AM an Aries, lucky for you I haven’t showed that side!!

Weird stuff on Saturday

Ok so I am walking around the city listening to “Sad Arse Strippa” on the pod, and I meet up with gals, LL and SP. We decided to get an iced coffee and sit on a bench. Four hip (L.A. cobra snake looking) gals are walking along in ripped jean shorts, leggings and Nicole Ritchie shades and a bird falls one of their heads. It bounces of her hair do, then falls to the ground. The life begins to be sucked out of the bird brain. It was a bit profound to watch, especially because I love birds and they give me boners. The gals don’t know what to do. We are just kind of gawking at the situation. People keep almost stepping on birdy and I kept just jumping and saying “watch out!” being the nervous freak-a-leek that I am. Homegirl who got hit with the bird picks birdy up in napkins and put it next to a tree. Nasty, she needs to wash her hands. People still almost to step on it and I jump. A homeless man starts begging us for change while singing and spitting next to dead the bird. Sick. When birdy breathed its final breath some dog came by and tried to bite her (I think the bird was a gal like me) head off. The owner pulled the dog away. We decided it was going to be our last breath watching that bird, so we booked it. Things got too sick.

We then began to walk to a venue which serves beer on a sidewalk. In order to do this we crossed first avenue around forth street. While we were walking LL almost got run over by an SUV that was running a red light. Then we see that there is a woman on a motorcycle next to the SUV punching the SUV’s driver through the open window, and also cursing a lot. After almost running us over, the SUV goes through the red light and many other red lights head, chased by the motorcycle. I mean, WTF? Was this a case of SUV-girl-fucked-motorcycle-girl’s-man? Who knows, but if they don’t quit it, some innocent pedestrian is going end up a bit like birdy pictured below:



SAD. :(

Love, GJ.

PS.

Good songs that are semi new: “Heartbeat” Annie. “Giddy Stratospheres” – The Long Blondes. “I was never young” – Of Montreal

Older songs that are so good and you forgot about them:
“Heart of the City” – Jay Z. “I’m Coming Out” – Diana Ross, “One Caress” – Depeche Mode. (I bet you don’t even remember the DM one!)

PPS- You should eat at Curly’s on 14th Street b/c it is delicious and you get crayons!