So, this week.
Our house is starting to take shape.
Still largely unfurnished, but working on that.
In fact we took a trip to a "thrift" store
that was very low on thrift and very high
on hand carved romantic era and tiny ebony inlaid
empire chairs. Yes we oohed and ahhed, but alas now
is not the time. There was also a life sized stuffed
unicorn standing outside the shop.
We also managed to get both Falling for Eve
and The Shoemaker up and running.
Danny Aiello is a very nice guy it turns out.
A bit of a bragger, but seriously what does one expect.
He also looks quite well for being 77, and he's in a jazz band.
Otherwise work is fairly non-existant.
The sleepy thursday night shift at the bar is
doing nothing to counter my out-going money situation.
New York is decidedly the purgatory of resumes.
They just sort of vanish into vaults with what I
imagine to be countless other resumes submitted by
other talented and near desperate people with
advanced art degrees. Being ever pro-active (ahem.)
I found a tiny Paddington in the "thrift" shop,
so the trip was not in vain.
Boisie explores the kitchen.
The above mentioned Unicorn.
Cherry Pie, Greek Coffee and unfortunate carpeting.
Anarchy on the Upper East Side?