well, i’m getting ready to spend two weeks in brooklyn new york city america. starting in a couple days i’ll be cat-sitting it up for sarah sodajerk while she jet sets to paris for dubious purposes. i’ve never especially liked the city of new york and i’m viewing this endevour as a sort of desert-island scenario. the apartment gets good light, i plan on sitting around and working on a comic book i started a month ago, to be called “vitamin wolf”. also sarah said she’d prepare and store meals for me to eat, which i sincerely hope was not simply talk, as i’ve eaten food she prepared and i promise you it tasted quite good in my mouth. alternately i could do what penny leslie’s grandfather did when he resurfaced the white house pool in the jfk sixties- arrive with one extra shirt and a suitcase full of sandwiches. in any event i’m looking forward to it– i feel like sarah and i could be likened to peas cut from neighboring pods, though worked into stridently dissimilar dishes for restaurants on different continents, served to people of similar constitutions. she’s letting me use her unlimited metropass and her night-and-weekends phone. inhabiting her well-lit apartment (and selectively, items from her wardrobe) i anticipate as a hilarious but not complete displacement.
right now near death is at work at the mall kiosk and i’m her helping out with dubbing the new heart 2 heart cassette, in anticipation of their tour next week. the tape is a split with leslie keffer, and due to time constraints, and the fact that it’s my cassette deck doing the copying, i’ve only been able to listen to the tape on hi-speed dub, which is quite enjoyable.
fujichia: drinking everything from milk to gin
