Haiku #79 - My Nephew's Nostrils

my nephew's nostrils
in Japan and also my
computer screen: Skype.


I finally got to skype (ah, the joy of turning nouns into verbs) with my sister and her family tonight!  It was Saturday midday for her, and the boys entertained me while she was hanging laundry.  My younger nephew was bouncing off the walls, so most of what I got was him either a blur in the background or VERY CLOSE to the camera.  They thought it was hilarious when I zoomed my (newly pierced!) nose up to my webcam in response. 


And here is my nose, which I got pierced by Colby at Adorned in the East Village: 
My dad will say, "Just what you needed -
another hole in your head."




Haiku #78 - New York (2)

Today's route, abridged:
Bushwick grit, East Village show
beer in Hell's Kitchen

I feel most concepts can be explained elegantly in seventeen syllables; lists of a day's activity in New York City, not so much.  

I've been running around a lot since I got back last week - seeing friends, seeing shows, even working a tiny bit.  Today was no different - I played with the Story Pirates at a school in Brooklyn, had an appointment, and came home for a pit stop before going to Kurt's show downtown, and finally, to a meet-up event in midtown.  Fun was had by all, and now it's time to crash for a New York minute... zzzzz...


Haiku #75 - Crazy Cat Lady

This is basically a transcription of an exchange my roommate and I had last night:


"So then what's your plan 
to meet someone?  Move back home?"
"I'll just get more cats."
Diesel now knows what suitcases mean, and he gets real needy when he sees them come out.  He did this a lot when I was packing for tour.


And thank you, Modern Family, for making me feel validated:
Q: So dumb guys go for dumb girls, and smart guys go for dumb girls - what do smart girls get? A: Cats, usually.    

Haiku #71 - Reunion!

skype-ing with Cherie
Kurt and Parker sing Barbra
while the cupcakes cool
from left: Cherie in CA, me, Kurt & Parker in my kitchen in NYC


Tonight, Kurt and Parker came over for a little baking party.  We made Earl Grey-poached pear cupcakes, and played and sang standards. Cherie joined us via skype from California.  The evening ended in the wee hours with Kurt, Parker, my roommate Seth and me geeking out on youtube videos, drinking Earl-Grey-pear juice with Jameson.  


It seems so strange that I've only known these people for three months. 

Haiku #68 - One-nighters

hotel one-nighters
illustrate well the concept 
of "this too shall pass"


Whether it's a mysterious smell reminiscent of a floral crime scene cover-up, or crisp 1000-count sheets, it's over quickly.  


But never mind that - I'm back in the city, and looking forward to sleeping in the same place for 35 nights in a row!  35 nights that will still pass quickly...