Thursday, March 29, 2012
New York City! (said in a Pace Picante commercial voice).
drink beer from mason jars in brooklyn: check.
stay with a world class klezmer musician fresh off his european tour: check.
cream cheese smeared bagels while walking through springtime park slope: check.
recline on deck chairs at the highline: check.
Things I love, love, love...
Walker Robins + Capitol Bike Share + Cherry Blossoms + Monuments + Cherry Blossom Beer.
p.s. BIKE SHARES ARE SO AWESOME.
Best part of the trip: after biking all uphill to have pizza at 2amy's in Tenleytown (blog nerd alert: a Rockstar Diaries favorite), Walker and I biked back down Embassy Row on Massachusetts Avenue, calling out which embassy was which, and being stopped by security to let VP Biden's motorcade pass.
So this post lacks evidence of our entire reason for the road trip: to watch a NHL hockey game with Walker's roommate back in Israel, Joe, as in Joe from Ohio.
The St. Louis Blues v. the Columbus Blue Jackets.
(um, NHL-level hockey games are awesome - had no idea about the fighting being totally allowed, if not encouraged).
To me, St. Louis felt like Detroit. Except I've never been to Detroit, so it's a Chrysler commercial imagined version: deserted, gray, epic architecture, old industry, Eminem (or native son Nelly) thumping in the background.
This impression had a lot to do with the fact that (thanks to Walker's sister's connects) we stayed at this beautifully restored historic train station turned hotel - except that it connected to this gigantic, cheesy, Hard Rock Cafe-type mall. With absolutely no people in it. On a weekend. It was a depressing juxtaposition. That being said, all "downtowns" are kinda depressing/desolate on weekends.
I would recommend:
Maibock from Morgan Street Brewery.
And barbecue from Pappy's. (We got lucky we were there on a Sunday, so Walker could indulge in eating meat).
Plus, Kelly Sheline's recommendation of looking around at Central West End. Huge Catholic identity.
And Citygarden with its' popular-modern sculptures. A little "been there, done that" - but still a really nice idea.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Thursday, March 1, 2012
My birthday present to Walker was tickets to the Drake concert which went down Tuesday night.
It also happened to be my first ever rap concert and IT WAS SO AWESOME.
In part because for some mysterious, magical reason our tickets got upgraded upon arrival.
But mostly because, in addition to being a great lyricist, Drake puts on a dynamic, fun, sexy, personal performance in an arena complete with laser lights and neon mini skirts.
Walker and I left all smiles, a result I now think should really be the entire goal of the concert-going experience.
I had actually wanted to start off this post with the frustration of my utter inability to blog.
I want to blame it on being too busy, but that's such a cop out.
(...I make time for Thunder games, Downton Abbey, Lake Hefner bike rides double timed, too frequent trips to Whole Foods, mind-numbed internet surfing, etc.)
The real culprit it always, always, always not having the will or the energy.
I fall dead asleep every night completely drained - which should be a great feeling, I want to give my all to the day.
But instead I feel disheartened by the fact that I've devoted zero time in months and months to the things I really, truly, deeply love in life: reading and writing. (Appellate Briefs do not count).
I can't summon the energy to finish one long form link off the Longreads Twitter feed!!?
My mind forms a complete blank every time I try to think up a post.
And ever getting around to writing that novel? Currently laughable.
I'm not making any promises or grand resolutions at the moment (again, just don't have the energy), but I do feel a renewed determination to figure out how to make the things I really take innate joy and meaning from an integral part of my future.