Here's a picture I accidentally took of my desk with the dSLR Parachute got recently:

the things

Maybe I've become that person who stays out til the sun comes up. Maybe it's New York.

I didn't get a margarita last night like I wanted. I told people I was going to a Cinco de Margarita party, but it wasn't that. Sarah and I just ended up at this guy's apartment because some of her friends were hanging out. It was all right. Those guys were nice.

One of the guys was this guy that used to be in Dell commercials.
Remember?

Dell Commercial "All I want for Christmas"

Dude your getting a Dell

I didn't remember who the "Dell dude" was until this morning when I YouTube'd it.
(That's no character he's playing... He was nice, though. Likes to party.)

Then Sarah and I jammed. She and I went to our favorite bar in Williamsburg---The Levee. Woody, her friend, joined us.

Sarah ended up running into this guy named Willie that used to live in Andrea G.'s house in Portland. He was pretty. And nice enough. He was with some friends and then we went back to their place. (It was still dark when we went inside.)

We gabbed for a long time---and it was found out that one of the guys is from Houston, like Sarah and me, and knows a lot of the same people Sarah knew from high school. That was pretty random. I like running into Texas while in New York. (Oh, btw, I'm going home for about five days on Thursday. Can't wait.)

I can't remember the guy's name, though...
But what I do remember is that he makes clothes, too, like Sarah and me. And he does a lot of silkscreening, too.
His biz name is JAWMAKER and he vends about four times a week in Manhattan. (The site is supposed to be running today some time... Right now it's just one page. I saw the rest of it last night, but it's not uploaded on the internet. It'll be nice.)

I like meeting other people with entrepreneurial tendencies. It's very nice.

So, yeah, like I said, we gabbed for a long time.
Then Sarah and I left, and when we got outside, it was sunny. (There were no windows in those guys' apartment, so we couldn't tell.)

It's weird still being drunk and stumbly on the subway, sitting next to all these people who are on their way to work.

We were hungry.
When we got off the subway, there was a Dunkin' Donuts waiting for us.
We got breakfast sandwiches and walked back to Sarah's house.

And while we were walking she said, "God, I love New York."
And I said, "Me too."

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I'm going to New York on Tuesday.
Holla!

I'll be there January 8-15.

I'd been thinking about going for awhile now, but last night I went ahead and purchased my (expensive) ticket.
I'm really bad about deciding to go on trips at the last minute.

I'm also really bad about missing my flights.
REALLY bad.

Anyway, I'm excited about going.

It's been almost a few years since I last went. And after the last time, I wasn't sure I ever wanted to go back.

The first time I went to NYC I went with a couple broads I was friends with.
They were really touristy. And I'm not really touristy---all I wanted to see was the Empire State Building and ground zero (Ground Zero?)---so I spent most of my time alone and taking the train out of the city to go visit Meredith S. at Vassar.

And the second time I went by myself.
And I ended up catching a stomach virus that was popular in my friend's co-op.
So, I ended up barfing (for the first time in SEVEN YEARS!) tofu chunks.

Dude, it sucked.

I had to walk down the street sipping Pepto Bismol like it was a fucking beer.

Let's pray for better experiences this time.

Here's the first time I went:

sidewalk in NYC, 2004?2005?

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So, okay, I sold my 500th item today. Well, I sold three items today. To the same person. (RobEtsy. He's in love with me.) (But I always want at least one person to be in love with me at all times.)

That is not the point of this post.

My motivation for writing is that Chris K. wrote me an email.
He reads this site called Overheard in New York.
And apparently he's found my doppelganger in NYC:

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