MoMA

Headed down to the Museum of Modern Art today after the gym - spent a couple of hours wandering around the floors and exhibits. There was a lot of good stuff, including a really good exhibition of Edvard Munch and another on new Spanish architecture (sounds weird but there was some purdy buildings in there). The last modern art museum I went to was the Tate Modern in London, and from what I can remember that was more of a bucket-with-flowers-in-it-symbolizing-police-corruption kinda modern art thang. My favs:

The Brooch, Eva Mudocci by Edvard Munch
The Kiss III by Edvard again
The House of Spiritual Retreat by Emilio Ambasz - you can't really see anything, but it's this spectacular house/quiet space on the middle of a hill in the Spanish countryside. Lots of different perspective photos, models and descriptions that makes it sound like the most chillaxed place on Earth - can we have LTM there?
Map of an Englishman by Grayson Perry - again you can really see it, but its an old map with hundred of little towns and villages renamed as "Curiosity", "Shiny" and (fantastically) "Pretentious - Moi?". Close up here. And the name of the river that splits the Island in two? Orgasm. Awesome.

St Pats

Quite the weekend, that was. After some afternoon fun in the office, we headed to a bar around the corner for the 2 for 1 happy hour before hitting up the Knicks game. They were playing the Pistons, so most of us fully expected a sound spanking (the rest were all Michigan alumni, and so were heartliy looking forward to it). Lot of fun with more beer and shouting, which was made all the better by the fact that the Knicks fuckin' won. More than a little unexpected, but they squeeked out a winby 3 or so points. Much rejoicing ensued by all not from "The Mitten". We headed to a bar full of more alcohol, music and drunked Irishmen dancing a variety of jigs to pass the rest of the night away, with Jill, Jen and myself as the last peeps standing at the end of the day.

The rest of the weekend was kind of a rehab from Friday, with occasional bursts of excitement in the form of Nirish's birthday down in Alphabet City and Jill and I going to watch Jen's football game on Sunday afternoon. Nice to have a bit of a rest after the monstrosity that was Friday.

This week contains Scott's show tomorrow night plus a long-awaited trip to go see The Daily Show. Should be a good one. Then it's a visit back to IU in a couple of weeks, the possibility of hitting up the Austin Reception Event, LTM and the end of the semester. I'm kinda tired just thinking about it...

Family Time

Had the family in town last week - Grandma's 80th, so everyone from around the US and UK congregated in New Jersey a couple of weekends ago for the festivities. My Mum and brother then came back to NY with me to stay at my place. Other than the 2 days I was at Team Days in Michigan, we walked around the city together, hit the top of the Empire State Building, took the Staten Island Ferry, saw Stomp, visited my Grandma again near Philadelphia and generally cuaght up on lost time together. After meeting back up in NJ to share stories and eat home-made sushi (awesome, btw), everyone headed home on Sunday, just in time to miss the rain. Seriously, what happened to the bit of spring we had going there?

Anyway, readjusting to being back at the office and taking care of a lot of training stuff this week. Trent's first day in the office was today, so we hit up Little Seoul for lunch. Knicks game this Friday, Nirish's birthday Saturday... taxes sunday. Boo.

Producers, Performers, Patrols, Pancakes

Seriously, I need to stop with the weekly postings that update everything that's been going on...

So anyway, last weekend was RoKS in Ithaca (right, Arnaub?) - big thanks to everyone who came, participated, cowboyed up for sober patrol and had a good time (and who wasn't too disappointed that I didn't bring any chocolate this time around). Also, went to see The Producers the previous Thursday - very good and not a little bawdy.

Interesting sidenote - an actor called Hunter Foster was playing Leo Bloom (Matthew Broderick role if you've seen the film), only the night we went to see it his understudy was performing instead. Two summers ago I went to see Little Shop of Horrors, also starring Hunter Foster, and again his understudy was on that night. OK, so that's not exactly an interesting sidenote... But anyway, I'm clearly fated to never see that guy on Broadway.

Yesterday was Pancake Day - if you missed it, why not have one today to catch up? Jen, Jill, Marienette and I celebrated with Just-Add-Water pancake mix and Rent. It might not be as spectacular as Mardi Gras, but pancakes is pancakes.