Special-T

Yum! Had some tea at the "Tea House" this evening. "Oh, what's the Tea House?" you ask? Well, the Tea House is a work of interactive art by Michele Brody and part of the D.U.M.B.O. Art Under the Bridge Festival. I got to sit down and sip yerba maté with miss Brody while chatting her up on tea culture and stuff in general. And it was free. Can't beat that.

As an aside, I think I love lesbians now. Really. Sarah Silverman can't be straight. Nor can Feist or Tegan and Sara nor any of the other androgynous women I've been taking a liking to of late. Of course they could all be as hetero as they want, but I'd love them anyway.

"...if you want to leave, take good care/
hope you have a lot of nice things to wear/
then a lot of nice things turn bad out there/
oh baby, baby it's a wild world/
it's hard to get by just upon a smile..."
Cat Stevens on Wild world

(you guys do know that Cat Stevens is Yusef Islam now?)

Today I'm feeling:

aloneish

Blow me gently

This is a burger joint in the East Village. It says "That rare well-done burger restaurant." Clever.

I have a huge crush. On Sarah. Sarah Silverman. I can't believe what I just saw. She's so hot! Who knew?

Damn, there must have been 10 free movie screenings in the city yesterday. I decided to go the low key route and saw Freshmen Orientation. Supposedly, this film was shot in 2003. It's a bad movie. So, I supplemented this atrocity by doubling up and seeing another flick. I saw Somebody to eat cheese with. I must say, not much better. But Sarah Silverman was in it. I saw a side of her I didn't know she has. She's so coy, intoxicating, fun, and hot! Wow.

Insulin!

My mother orders this magazine, the Saturday Gazette or some shit. Here it is, the Saturday Evening Post. It's chock full of the type of shit I studied when I went to graduate school. Science writing. So I get engrossed in this one article on the discovery of insulin. Expertly written. If anyone cares who authored the piece, feel free to shoot me an email. Anyway, this one precocious Canadian dude, Collip, purified the stuff (insulin). I've trudged up and down the Internet, even going so far as to asking a question on Yahoo! Answers, to find out how Collip purified the insulin. Nowhere! I just can't find it. If anyone out there knows, or can help me find out, email!!! Oops. Allow me to specify. Email me!!!

Ok. Last thing. No mention of Myanmar would be complete without mentioning Aung San Suu Kyi. She's under house arrest for being to the Burmese oppressed what Nelson Mandela was to Blacks under apartheid. She's also a Nobel Prize winner, which is probably why she's still alive. So there, mentioned!

"Every boy and girl, woman to man/
when you feel you've done about the best you can/
motherfuck the wagon, come join the band/
vibrate, vibrate higher!"
Andre 3000 on Vibrate

Today I'm feeling:

Scratched up

Monk-er fucker

a couple Jews playing catch at Union Square

Wow, so much going on in the world to grapple with. There's the fall out from the Ahmedinejad speech, the Women's FIFA World Cup, Bush's pledge to double AIDS dollars in Africa and unrest in Myanmar....

I think I'll run with Myanmar. They're [Myanmar Junta folk] shooting monks now! Apparently, Myanmar is probably the world's most secretive government and oppressive state. Yes, I'd even dare say more so than N. Korea. You see N. Korea whopping ass at the World Cup. Burma isn't anywhere. It's a whole mishmash of ethnic minorities and impoverished that make up the persecuted in Myanmar which is in a hotbed of instability, Southeast Asia.

As I told my buddy Jenny, via IM this morning:

"well, for days, monks in Rangon have took to the streets to protest the decades old military junta...

"today, they shot at the monks, killing 2

"that will mobilize the people

"Bush even mentioned Myanmar's human rights situation to the U.N. yesterday

"the shit has hit the fan."

And that, it truly has.

Keep a close watch folks, this WILL get interesting.

"...chill Big, lay in the cut/
for what?/
I refuse to sit in the backseat and get handled/
like I do nothing all day, sit around and watch the cartoon channel..."
Big Boi on War

Today I'm feeling:

large

Fuck was I thinking?

Jenny Owen Youngs isn't too bad. She did this rendition of Nelly's Hot in Herre... rocked the fucking house.

"I wish that you knew when I said 2 sugars, actually, I meant 3"
Kate Nash on The nicest thing, live at Luna Lounge

Today I'm feeling:

fucking eh

In and out like the crackhouse

New thought: O.J. for president. I'd vote for him. In my mind, O.J.'s the quintessential gorilla pimp the White House needs.

Vote O.J. in '08.

Speaking of presidents, my man Ahmedinejhad is causing a little hysteria here in New York, isn't he? The way Sean sees it, the man is the leader of a huge country and an important one. Let the man speak. Listen to what he has to say. Who's to say he won't have anything important to impart?

"I stay real, never change/
it's a lot of suckers who's running this game/
I'm busting those things, hard/
peace God, there's no peace now/
I'm here to tear the streets down, I'm here to eat now"
Black Moon on Stay real

Today I'm feeling:

impartial

open minded and all that jibber jabber

Slave Labor

The temp agency tried to enslave me today. Seems they've got an HR gig what pays $11 per, with hours of 9am to 6pm. Hellish shit man. I kindly declined the offer.

All in all, I must say, I love temp agencies. Keeps the monotony at a minimum.

"We play the game like the movie, smoke loosie/
BIG gone, but my favorite song still Juicy"
Nore on The assignment

Today I'm feeling:

quasi ambitious

Give 'em war

No idea why this happened but them boys sitting outside the crib the other day, peoples from the block, accosted me for some basketball action. "Sean, when you gonna let me bust that ass in some basketball?" "When you want to get beat on the court, son?" My answer? "What's up with right now?" You all see where this is going?

So my brethren Kelvin takes the wheel in his little 1980's Nissan Sentra (a nice change of pace, as I'm usually the one doing the driving) and drives us out to the ball court. We start up the Utah (Every man for himself, first one to 100 and to hit a half court shot wins. Each basket is worth 5 points.). I go to work. I'm at 100 before the last person to score scores. Takes me a while to nail the half court joint but once I do they're ready to go for round two. These young assed whipper snappers! Alright, I figured I could shut their asses up once more. Huh, easy pickings. I destroyed them again, making shit look easy.

I have no clue as to why it was so easy. No clue. But I felt like I was 17 again. I barely broke a sweat. That shit was just too easy. Craziness. Go Sean!

"...spit a few at a traitor with that new AR/
try to kill me? I'm the leader, that's coup d'état..."
Nas on The n

Today I'm feeling:

like congrats is in order