The haps…
Derrick Carter’s in town this weekend and I’m all over it. Honestly, I’m not sure I’ve caught him since one of his last few LSC gigs in Seattle, and I seem to recall the re-re-re-mixes of “Bushes” floating around that night, so it’s been a while. Time to get my swerve on, so to speak… And next weekend? B&B in town just in time, I believe, to catch the Sullivan Room re-opening with Fred Everything and Lisa Shaw. The last time I saw him at the Rebar he killed it, and the last time I saw her — I think — was at some 4th of July house party on Bainbridge Island thrown by some guy I didn’t know but who I seem to recall having a boatplane docked to his pier…? Anyone else remember this guy? Fun party, either way. Finally, on the eighth day we’ve got Dayhota at Love. Shannon’s so hot, and not just because she always seems barefoot.
[OK, last bit of dance-related news... Yes, people are waffling on WMC this year, but please don't expect me to step up with a plan. I mean, it happens every year. J.F. and I talked last night and we're kinda thinking we're each either in or out, but not because no one else wants to be responsible for getting, like, a few dozen people to Miami. No one wants to do that. This isn't Burning Man. Everybody make plans, stay in touch, and we'll sort it out.]
In other news, S.J.C. sounds like she’s making a pilgrimage soon, so that’ll be fun, and I believe L.T. and I are scheming tonight about plans for a few weeks out, so, again, stay in touch if you wanna hang out or were planning on couch-crashing, since Chez Chazz is filling up.
I’ve been eating a lot of appetizers lately. I’m not sure if that’s a better or worse strategy for maintaining weight than doing your standard entree thing. Tomorrow marks ten weeks since I quit smoking and I’m — lo and behold — about 6 or 7 pounds heavier than I was then. This isn’t necessarily attributable to the smoking, though, given that it was over the holidays, I’ve been at work a lot more and there’s nothing to do but work and eat, and the cold weather means I don’t walk anywhere. In any case, smaller portions don’t really help if you eat (1) more and (2) all of them.
Personal administration is falling into line a bit more, though I’d like to get my taxes filed sooner rather than later. I’ve been closing accounts down and trying to consolidate a bit since I’ve been accused of having a “Costanza wallet” in the past and half of the stuff in it I don’t really need. I mean, it’s not like I need my US Airways number with me at all times. I think a money clip may be the way to go.
Superbowl weekend looked like a bit of Queens / Brooklyn party-hopping, and I’ve now been invited to birthday party in the LES to round it out that night, which could make for a long day. I wish the game were a week or two later. I wonder if I have Presidents’ Day off…?
Carry on.
