Hazy

maybe
today will show me something that will phase me
something that will move me besides dreams

Make it Work

Tim Gunn and Veronica Webb are currently strolling back and forth in front of my work in Hoboken with a camera crew.

BBQ in Queens

Are You a Badfish Too?

Cinco de Mayo/ First Night Without Claire/ Dave's Last Night

Not sure if we know how to be anything but low key. We really need Duke back in our lives.

Those mattresses are so ugly.



Missing Bear: Take One. Steph looks a little too enthused.


We lahve you Bear.

Not sure what Colin and Meg are doing here. But Steph is blissfully unaware.

Not really sure why I look like the saddest person on earth. Maybe I just miss Claire that much.

This is That New Song

In regards to my love/hate relationship with lists, this little booklet falls on the love side, or under the "love" list, to be more accurate. My usual "book-a-week" summer ambition morphed into this--a notebook that, in the back, lists the books, movies, restaurants, museums, photo projects, etc. that I want to go to/accomplish, and in the front, logs those activities as I do them. I realize that this approach to summer enjoyment is a bit methodical, but really, it's the only way I know how.

I'm Going Away To Spain, When I Get My Money Saved...

History, Naturally

Today we went to the Museum of Natural History. I give my highest recommendations, especially if you enjoy watching people stumble around in awe with mouths half open looking at bones and footprints and making exclamatory, enlightened statements like "Woaaah. Can you believe that? I can't believe that." If you were there today those people would have included me.

Highlights included the butterfly conservatory and an IMAX movie: Cosmic Collisions, complete with narration by Robert Redford. I think I enjoyed them so much because both involved older men talking fondly about science. It's very endearing to watch a stout, elderly man carefully explain the color patterns of a South-Asian butterfly as he tries to coax one onto his finger.

Me. Maybe there's something aesthetically pleasing about large, smooth, bony plates that I'm drawn to.

Staring at dinosaur fossils and prehistoric kangaroos made me wonder about the people who spend their lives studying life forms from millions of years ago. What a strange perspective it must be, constantly thinking of history in such large-scale terms. I can hardly get my head around today, tomorrow, and maybe last week. Maybe we would move through life differently if we all had a paleontologist's sense of time.

The food. Mostly self-explanatory. Those are sweet potato french fries!