rear view

saw things so much clearer once you were in my rear view mirror

i've been in NYC for um, i think about 3 weeks now and still suffering from bouts of insomnia. i never let my self adjust to the time change and I'm usually prone to sleepless nights when i don't have a reason to wake up early in the morning. I'm trying this new thing where i plan out the next days activities and not leave everything to a whim, as i have been doing. it gives me motivation to wake up earlier and get started.

today, i left the house and decided i wanted to go to a museum. it was a warm Sunday in NYC and i knew big places like the Met would be crowded. I thought about going to the MoMA. i thought of Warhol. Matisse, Picasso, Van Gough. And then i thought of the $20 price tag and decided to save it for another day. I was reading an article about the Frick and the idea of beautiful European art, an indoor pool and a pretty garden sold me. I took the subway downtown, got off on 72nd and had a nice walk through the park. it was about an hour and a half before the museum closed and i was almost certain the door were already locked. i looked like a dummy trying to push and pull to no avail. a young woman came behind me and walked right in. oops. anyway,i made my way to the counter and handed the gentleman my credit card. $18 buckaroos. if i had gotten there earlier, i could have "paid what i wished" TEVS. anyway, despite the machine with a bunch of numbers in it connected to a phone line, they didn't accept credit cards, nor did they have an ATM. i wandered out feeling defeated. i walked for about 2 blocks looking for an ATM, when i just got flustered because i didn't want to pull cash out of that account and bla bla.

i decided I'd put the museum off for another day and make a calendar of NYC's museum free and discounted days.

i went back to the park and said hello to the white rabbit, watched people play on the great lawn, paid my condolences to John Lennon and ate a tuna sandwich under a tree.

old blogs, new blogs, red blogs, blue blogs

i was just reading over some of my entries from last year. i have to admit, it made me very happysad. reading over all of the amazing times i had with russell during our whirlwind romance brought me to tears. lots of memories. lots of fun times. stuff i might not have remembered otherwise.

so, i promise to write more - and often. i'm in new york all summer and there's so many adventures to be had, so many lessons to learn, so much growing up to do.





it's time to move on, it's time to get goin' what lies ahead i have no way of knowing

neighbors

I had a very strange dream last night. These are the kinds of dreams I have when I fall asleep with E! News on the television.
Angelina Jolie was my next door neighbor and also my archenemy.
I'm not sure why there was bad blood, but I could sense it, even in my dream.
She had a very curious looking house with well-manicured but strange looking bushes
I was out in front of her house and found the most odd a pair of worn black maryjanes sitting in one of the shrubs. There was a $1.99 price tag. It looked like maybe they were from the Goodwill.
She opened her front door, stepped outside and caught me looking at her used shoes.
She wore a two-toned green dress and was she was extremely pregnant, but her belly was so oddly shaped I wasn’t sure what was growing in there.
She invited me in to show me the Valentine’s Day card Brad bought her.
I got very annoyed and left and strolled over to my uncles, who apparently lived down the street.

sammiches

so, i was reading angelikas page today and she had a list of favorite sandwich places in sf. basically, her list was a little lacking, so i came up with my own. there's some overlap here, but she left out a few favorite places, so she gets a D+ for that.

here's her list:

• Teds Market
• Darby Dans (So. City)
• Piccolo Petes
• Roxies
• The Sub Center
• Cafe La Taza
• AK Subs
• Sorrento Deli
• Molinaris
• Saigon Sandwiches
• Little Luca (San Bruno)
• Working Girls

OK here's mine:

Submarine Center aka Sub Center aka The Place that Can Make Everything Better
820 Ulloa Street, SF x West P

I became addicted at an early age. In High School, I was here at least once a week. I had one of those little cards with the stamps to earn free subs. The best is a center hot pastrami, made by the young guy. diet coke. maybe some sun chips. yum yum yum yum.

The Sandwich Shop

635 19th Street (Potrero Hill)

I used to work around the corner from here for YEARS, so i survived off this stuff for a long, long time. it was always the go-to, safe favorite. they put hella meat on their sammies and the avocado is always fresh, the bacon always crisp and sometimes they give you a free cookie!

mae's (r.i.p.) apparently its calld M & L Market...didnt know that

691 14th St(between Landers St & Market St)

so, even though mays doesnt exist anymore (tear :( tear ) it's still on my list because it was that damn good. yummy hot pastrami. she used to serve it out of a crock pot. yum. the chicken salad sandwich was grubbin, too. if you forget to order the bread first, mae freaks out. you also get these delicious little almond cookies when you pay.

boudin bakery, various locations

it wasnt until russell moved to ny that i realized that you couldnt get get a turkey avocado on sliced sourdough just anywhere. i figured since boudin was a chain, they were everywhere. shit, there's one in disneyland...how was i supposed to know? anyway, their turkey avocado sammie is TO DIE FOR, you dont even have to put any mustard on it, but sometimes i do. maybe a lil clam chowder on the side, if im feeling hella frisco-ish.

roxies

1901 San Jose Ave

I dont know when roxy's became such a "thing." i usually dont go for dutch crunch, but roxys dunch crunch sandwiches are oh-so-good. they have this mexican apple soda there that f'n rocks. usually i'll get them heated up. depends what im having.

Mario's Bohemian Cigar Store Cafe

566 Columbus Avenue

i've only been here a couple times, but i mean, any place that puts sandwiches on foggaccia has got to be the bomb, right?

new kids forever

Friday i went to see New Kids at the hp pavilion in San Jose.

it was Steph's bday and she didn't tag along, and is probably still really pissed that i missed her birthday. in my defense, i have never stopped loving the fab five from beantown since the moment i set eyes on them in BOP magazine back in 88.

we tailgated like real dorks and got in trouble by security as per the usual. I'm sure i"ll look back at the pictures of me with a side pony tail and new kids shirt singing "Please Don't Go Girl" into my beer bottle and laugh/cringe.


seeing them all together again on stage was so amazing and gay and i loved it

the crowd loved them

everyone sang along

every waved their hands during hangin' tough

no one was too cool

i want to go again.

ouch

ive been having crazy dreams again.

last night i dream that this scary, terrier type dog

dug his claws into my legs and his fangs into my arms.

it was strange because i could feel it.

even in my dream,

it hurt like hell.