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Postcards From Yo Mamma

Just now on Gchat...

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Mom: that was Frida having something to say she was lying on the keyboard probably for warmth that will be fine w/me

NYC: Not So Evil All the Time

The past 18 hours have been pretty decent as far as NYC goes. This city and I have a serious love/hate relationship. It's not quite healthy, but not awful enough to break up (yet). What will likely happen is that I'll walk out on it and then cry about missing it and end up as an old lady living on Central Park wearing Burberry and walking my black cat around the block. I'll regret not ending up in Carmel, California in a stone cottage on the ocean, but I'll secretly love my life despite whining.

Last night I had writing group at the Ansonia, in a woman's condo there. The building is slightly creepy, but I love writing group. It's kind of like AA or therapy, with less debbie downers. I get this feeling of being high, walking on air because I love writing so much. I HAVE to do it. Some people have religion. I have books I guess. Whatever. Corny sap:

""There is only one great truth on this planet: whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you really want something, it's because that desire originated in the soul of the universe. It's your mission on earth."

Today, just now, I discovered a new coffee shop, Birch Coffee, that is totally pretentious and down to earth at the same time and I love it. The coffee is good. It's just too bad they don't take credit cards for anything less than $8 which is just about what I have in my account. Read the "About Us" part. It's a place that should be in Ithaca or Maine, not NYC but that's why I like it. They do a daily meditation which scares me, but I know my mom would encourage me to go with gusto. Still scares me. Hippies. Yikes. Coffee is good, escaping from the city vibe is even better.

Only in America...

Realistically, how old do we think that child is? I think it's too old to be in a diaper.
My favorite part is the mom in the background... "sheeeet. what the helllll? some body help me."
Then the 15 year old father comes in and dances along.
"This baby is really killin' it (and me)"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mXaYaU63sUA