though I failed to transcribe a single word, which was pretty much #1 (well, #2 behind laundry) on the weekend to-do list.
instead we hung out with Corey Smith (his first visit ever to New York City as well as his first New York show (article forthcoming in June but photos at last concert I ever saw very soon)), closed down The Rum House, slept late, celebrated my brother's birthday with a trip to The Chelsea Art Museum (songs of the day: Elvis' "(I Don't Want To Go To) Chelsea" and Liz Phair's "Cinco de Mayo"), ate at The Burger Joint (an inspired choice) (see above), watched two movies (Stranger Than Fiction (strong cast, innovative script, wimpy ending) and Who the #$&% Is Jackson Pollock?), did the aforementioned laundry as well as the regular Sunday hobby activity.
and a busy (busy) week ahead.
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