Thursday, November 26th, 2009

Thanksgiving 2009

Sunset on the Highline in NYC

Me
: I'm gonna be 40 soon.
Her: (puzzled) You're 36.
Me: Oh it's there. It's there.

Don't think I could write anything better than what I wrote last year for Thanksgiving 2008 so I'll just direct you there.

My house still smells of fresh baked cookies from Heartgirl. Hope you have something similar.

Happy Turkey Day, people!

Music: Oh, I can cook too, on top of the rest
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Tuesday, November 24th, 2009

You will


Me
: You mean you watch the whole thing? Y'don't just fast forward to the action?
Him: No, I want to hear the plot.
Me: Plot?! There's no plot; it's always something like: guy shows up to deliver pizza, girl steps outta the shower, and oh, she has no money to pay him. What to do? What to do? Oh my! I've appeared to drop my towel...
Him: (laughing) I still like to see what happens.
Me: Y'know what happens - nuthin that ever happens in real life, that's what happens. Grand thespians, they're assuredly not.

Been looking at a buncha ebook readers lately for myself.

In NYC, the average rent is $30-35 per square foot per year. A bookshelf takes up about a three square feet of space. I would need three for alla the books I got. That's a nine square foot footprint, or $270-$315 a year for rent just to keep my books.

Ergo, ebook reader.

The issue is that alla the screens're too small. Don't wanna have to get surgery on my eyes to repair them to save $270-$315; that makes no sense. The Kindle DX has a huge screen but no way to zoom; the iRex reader has a huge screen and zoom but's crazy expensive and dim.

So, looks like I gotta wait.

Hate waiting for the future to come. According to television, we were supposta all get jet cars by now.

And television never lies.

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Then again - was 20 when those ads in the vid above first came out.

Funny thing is that every single onea those things the guy said turned true.

In fact, I've done all but threea those things he said.

Listen to the voice, know who he is?

Music: a year? In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee
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Tuesday, November 10th, 2009

Five miles in Manhattan



Me
: Too nice a day to wrestle. Wanna take a walk?
Her: Sure.


Me
: I think they extended the bike path on the west side. We can walk down the new park.


Her: That sounds like fun. Can we go to the High Line?
Me: Sure. (later) ...that is if we can ever find the entrance.


Her: It's funny, being tourists in your own city.
Me: I like it. It Reminds me of why I like this place so much.


 
Her: Do you want to walk to Trader Joe's?
Me: (pointing) It's past that white building with the blue clock over there.
Her: (amused) I've been to Union Square before, you know.
 

Me
: Yes, I know. (laughing) I just pretend you never had a life before me.

Music: Never know what we will see. Come take a walk with me.
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Tuesday, November 3rd, 2009

Halloween 2009

Logan and Heartgirl in oversized Star Trek uniforms

Her
: Pennsylvania's not that far. It's only two hours away.
Me: Good grief, woman...
HG: (finishing) ...that's exactly how far we thought it was!

Stopped by PB's where I had my body weight in pixie sticks and rum after the rain. Heartgirl and I wore Star Trek uniforms that were way too big on us. Either medium in America isn't what it used to be or I'm shrinking. Just realized right this moment that for the past five Halloweens, wore red.

Him: ...so then I was like, "You're the class of 2013? That's crazy!"
Me: Tell me about it - that's 20 years after I graduated.
Him: (surprised) Wait, what? How old're you?
Me: 36 - it's the Asian genes. Plus I drink the blood of a white baby every morning.
Him: (nodding) Of course, who doesn't?

Another Halloween done and gone. Suppose it'll be just a mattera time fore I'm the old dude that still gets dressed up for Halloween. I'm ok with that.
Me: Goodness, I do love Halloween. And women exercising questionable clothing choices.
72Suburbs: We love it, too. There're so few chances to exercise questionable taste
Me: God bless you, 72Suburbs. God bless you.

Saw RE Mike last night. He's been making lotsa deals and picked himself up a nice one-bedroom downtown. We were talking shop over some $6 Halal food and a bottlea red.

Me: ...so you walked outta the bank with $40K in cash to put a down payment on this place cause some guy dared you to?
Him: I did get a little carried away.
Me: Y'know if I were there, totally woulda robbed you.
Him: Course. (phone rings) Speaking of which, this dude calling me's in jail. Been there for two months.
Me: Why do you still talk to him?
Him: No idea (picking up phone) yeah...

Also met up with the lawyers been working with on some things. Went out to this crazy nice Italian joint and met their wives. Super nice, alla them. Says a lot about you when you meet someone's favourite person and they're exactly like y'thought they'd be.

November 2009, already. Where does the time go?

Music: you should be wilder, you're no fun at all
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Tuesday, October 27th, 2009

Breaking up is hard to do

Building on 42nd Street

Posting on Tuesday and Thursday mornings starting Thursday (yawn).

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Her: (backing away) Please don't eat that.
Me: It's fine.
Her: I'm begging you not to eat that. It's got to be rotten.
Me: It's fine. I'll microwave it, it'll kill everything.
Her: (gagging) I can't...I can't...
Me: (pressing buttons) What? I'll put mustard on it. It'll be fine.
Her: (exiting kitchen) I'm gonna be sick...
Me: (opening microwave) It's fi..whoa. Maybe that is bad. (thinking) Nah...
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Windows;

Yes, it's true. It is Mac. Didn't mean for it to happen. Just did. Your suspicions were right, we were together those times when my brother brought her by the place.

If it makes it any better, dunno why it might, it's not like I traded in for some younger model as she's older than you. Say this cause I know that her looks have made you jealous in the past and wanted to tell you that you look, honestly, as good as she does or even better now. The work that you had done late this month was really stunning. Really.

But - it's not been your looks. It never really has. It's just the times you left me hanging. Waiting. Hoping that this time, this time would be different.

And it just never was.

Gave you everything y'asked for: RAM, done. Bigger Harddrive, there. Speedier videocard, bam. Never enough.

And a relationship's not just about the parties involved, it's also what they come with, their family's. The Dells, the Toshibas, the HPs - the HPs were the worst - they were, to be polite, never what they seemed to be.

We spent almost 20 years together - 20 years! Defended you when everyone was against you. But y'never did the same for me.

Can't take the constant disappointments. Waited until now, after your latest operation and, like I said, you look and work amazingly. Sometimes, a relationship's too damaged to repair. too little, too late.

Y'still have your admirers and your new looks. But I gotta go and do right by me. Not outta your life forever, though. Y'can't just walk away from two decades of shared memories just like that.

But you're not my number one gal anyone and for that, I'm sorry. Can't spend another two decades waiting for you to get it right.

Logan

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Thursday, October 22nd, 2009

Still (sorta) Goal-Oriented

girl in a cat costume hula hooping in Central Park
Back to our regularly scheduled nonsense. Told y'about the pic above, yeah?

Him: Can I tell y'something?
Me: Y'know me, I'm a vault. Nuthin you've ever told me in a decade's ever come out.
Him: (sarcastically) Yeah right, what about that time you got hammered on Scotch and you told everyone about...wait a sec, that was me.
Me: Sheyeah...

Ran around Chinatown today and stopped by Rain's. He and I're somewhat unique in that we both got enormous NYC pads despite, or perhaps resulting in, our never having any coin.

Now he's got dogs now running all over the joint. Not a dog person myself. Not an animal person in general - unless they're slow roasting with some lemon and salt. Kidding! (sorta)

Y'know, this book Animals Make Us Human says that all animals are wired to feel four emotions - three negative and one positive. They wanna avoid:
  1. pain
  2. fear; and
  3. panic; but they desire
  4. a goal. Any goal.
Cattle, apparently, are pretty happy cause they got all four.

Think we're the same way. Said it before, the purpose of life is to have purpose. Realized tonight that my best friend was missing having a goal and that was getting to her.

Back to Rain, we (sorta) got a new goal - pitched him another non-income producing art project along the lines of Bachelor Cooking and 72nd to Canal - and he seemed to be pretty positive about it.

Lemme piece something together and we'll see what happens.

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Also in the book is that, apparently, we never know what cats're thinking cause they don't have eyebrows.

Music: Comment faire verrai-je un jour la fin de ce calvaire
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Tuesday, October 20th, 2009

Conversations on life

The Clock at NYC's Grand Central

Me
: How high's your blood pressure?
Her: XXX over XXX.
Me: HOLY COW! Eat some oatmeal, mom!
Her: I can't, I'm having a mango.
Me: (exasperated) I didn't mean right now...

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HG: Why couldn't you sleep?
Me: Was screwing around online and got a notice from a friend that a girl I worked with passed away. She just got married. Cancer. Thing is, had her email addy the whole time. Kept thinking I'd drop her a line but..never did. Dunno why.
Her: (patting my shoulder) I'm sorry about your friend.
Me: She wasn't a friend so much as someone I knew. But she always said "Hi" to me. It's just that she was younger than me. Seems so unfair. Never woulda thought...

Still believe that A man’s dying is more the survivors’ affair than his own. But she was too young to go, I think.

Went to church this past Sunday. It's hard to have faith in the big city.

It's hard to have faith when you're at an age where everyone's getting older, people y'know die, madmen say'n do mad things. Doesn't make any damn sense.

But there's this song that has this line that goes, Thank goodness for the good souls that make life better. So I turn to you and I say, if it wasn't for the good souls, life would not matter,

Him: Why does my daughter look Chinese, dude? She's 1/4 Asian and it looks like there's not a drop of black in her.
Me: It's a girl! Congrats! And...um...I'll be in Mexico...for the forseeable future.
Him: (laughing) I swear, if she starts talking a lot with her hands, I'll find you.
Me: Don't blame me that my people's gene's are strong.

Thank God for the good souls.

Bye, Lee. It sounds like you had lotsa good souls around and I hope they make it through this somehow. I'm sorry you had to go. You were way too young to go.

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Thursday, October 15th, 2009

What I do, how I do it

A recent exhibition at the Grand Central

My leg's not fallen off. This is a good sign. You'll be apprised, should the situation change.

Still sick though. Can't shake this damn cough.

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Went out to Brooklyn today for a potential gig. Never know if it'll actually happen but y'gotta go for every thing out there when you eat what you kill.

Sometimes y'land a whale; most times it's just sardines.

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My brother's trying to convince me to get a Mac. Problem's that I'm so useda doing what I do, how I do it.

Rain once said,

Imagine if y'go to a bar and there're beautiful women everywhere. Y'walk up to the hottest broad, say something, and she loves it. And everything y'say to every women works.

In real life the bar sucks, the women are only ok and nuthing y'ever say to them works.

The first part's like working with programs on a mac, the second's the crap you use.

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Halloween's coming up. Dunno what it's like where you are, but here in the Big City, it's carte blanche for the girlies to tart it up.

Halloween rocks.

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Tuesday, October 13th, 2009

Lovely Tupperware

Old NYC graffti subway car by bernard chatreau
(c) bernard chatreau
Me: That's not how it looks.
Her: How does it look?
Me: At dusk, the 7 train would be packed with Asian teenagers. That's totally fake.

Just saw the remake of Pelham 123 - the last scene shows someone riding the 7 train pretty much by his lonesome. The 7 train, in the early evening, is never that empty. Moreover, even when it is slightly empty, there's always a dozen or so Asian teenagers on board at any given time.

I should know, I was onea them growing up.

1 hour 14 minutes into the film, there was a single shot of an Asian for a second.

Not onea those Asian activists - in fact this may be my only post in three years that even discusses what I am and not who I am - but it does bug me when we're completely figuratively whitewashed outta of a movie.

Then again, it doesn't really matter to me. Cause film's all fantasy anywho. Reality is, we're all up in this joint.

Funny thing is, who's fantasy is it where you see onea us for only a second?

Have you met us? We're lovely.

And when you order food from us, we give you tupperware.

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Me: Got a small abscess in my leg like last time and just spent the last 20 minutes digging it out with a knife and toothpicks. Question, do I have to keep hacking at my leg until I see blood?
Him: You may be the dumbest smart person I know.


Word of advice: If you find yourself low on rum, with a painful wound, a large hunting knife, several toothpicks, some gauze and alcohol, it's never rarely a good idea to do self-surgery. A conference with the Professor indicates that perhaps the wrong course of action was chosen.

I'm my own worst enemy, a danger to myself. In other news, I'll be visiting the pharmacy tomorrow. Purpose: Painkillers and antibiotics.

Said we're lovely, never said we're particularly bright. I mean, we'll stomp all over that curve but still...

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Tuesday, October 6th, 2009

Words


Her
: You getting closer to normal.
Me: You mean, "normalcy."
Her: (shaking head) Well, you just took a step back.

Woke up this morning and fixed myself a killer filtered ground bean soup with cow-baby food. But just cause I can't go a day without it, also had some roasted mashed peas with pre-digested insect vomit and baked wet flour along with it. Big fan of insect vomit. Especially when I'm sick. Wish I had liquid from a citrus reproductive unit to go with it but no luck.

Heartgirl just boiled some water with vegetables and dissolved insect vomit cause my cold's coming back.

Stupid cold.

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Agree with Obama's assertion that the phrase, Just words, is insulting. Words're how we organize the world around us, not just to other people but to ourselves.

Was out with my girl the other day and we heard a guy just screaming obscenities at the top of his lungs in middle of Columbus Circle. And the people around him were visibly uncomfortable.

Look, sometimes few things match the situation better than expletive. And sometimes, y'gotta cut some people slack cause it's the only vocabulary they got.

But what if it's not? Cause, sometimes cursing's just cursing, and that's fine. But sometimes cursing's showing the other person how y'process the world.

And that might not be what y'want.

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Woke up this morning and fixed myself a killer cafe au lait. But just cause I can't go a day without it, also had some peanut butter and honey on a biscuit with it. Big fan of honey. Especially when I'm sick. Wish I had some lemon juice to go with it but no luck

Heartgirl just made me some tea with honey cause my cold's coming back.

Damn cold.

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Thursday, September 24th, 2009

Brighten

Seagull standing on Brighton Beach

Started the day talking myself outta one parking ticket but not the other. Stupid parking/driving rules.

Heard that before Brooklyn became parta NYC in 1898, it was like the 11th largest city in the nation or somethin like that.

Gotta believe it cause I got crazy lost out there today. Ended up on Brighton Beach where every street seems to be named Brighton.

This empty parking spot came up on my left so I figured it was a sign and pulled in.

Stepped out and stood on the beach looking at the blue sky. Thought to myself that my city's really got it all. Snapped a coupla pics and slid back into my car for 90 minutes of traffic to go 19 miles. My day got better brightened after that.

Rushed home to spend my night with my girl for the first time in a while. Not exactly as I hoped.

Check that. NYC's got it all cept for reasonable driving and parking. Sides that, we got it all.

Seagull swooping down in Brighton Beach

Him
: This is different, I really like her.
Me: You always say that, and you always really like them.
Him: Come on, this's different. Few people ever do what we did. (pause) OK, you did but besides you...
Me: Everybody thinks their thing's special. Maybe it is, but give it time to find out.

There're plentya times people think something's something, but turns out to be a whole lotta nuthin.

Girl sitting by herself on a park bench in Brighton Beach

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Monday, September 21st, 2009

Not out to hurt nobody


My friend's having a bad day so I rang her. Wanted to tell her that daylight comes after the dark. Didn't get the chance. It's not a platitude, just simple truth. Hopefully she still reads me.

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Her:...left of the overpass. There's usually parking there.
Me: Got it. Oh and it's a trestle not an overpass cause it's for a train not car. Just thought y'should know...
Brother: (muttering in passenger seat) It's troubling that you know that.
 

My brother came to visit me over the weekend so gave him the keys to my apartment. I've three doors and never lock the third one. But for some inexplicable reason, locked it.

So the poor guy was outside in the cold at 5AM for two hours. He called WM who insisted on driving in from across the river, to drop him off at the 'rents. Took about an hour.

Both said it wasn't a big deal. They're just too nice t'get mad at me. S'ok, I'm mad at myself.

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Her: Long Island? Why are you taking a class in Long Island?
Me: They have a steak dinner afterward.
Her: You're going all the way out to Long Island just for that?
Me: Did y'not hear what I said? They have a steak dinner afterward.
Her: But it's all the way out...
Me: (slowly) Steak...dinner.

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Thursday, September 17th, 2009

Support

The clock in front of Lincoln Center

KG Betty called me tonight from Korea to tell me the news.

Me: $50,000?! How big is something like that?
Her: Three carats.
Me: Jeez! Considering how short you are, y'should just wear it around your neck. Like Flavor Flav.

OK, I didn't say the Flavor Flav line, but I totally wanted to.

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Different conversation with a different woman.

Her
: Did your parents support your decisions growing up?
Me: Well, not so much during the 80s, 90s and 2000s. (pause) But I'm hoping this year'll be different.
Her: (pause then laughter)

They've actually always been mostly supportive of the truly questionable decisions my siblings and I've made in our past. Which is not to say they weren't typical in some respects, like our education, but they gave us a good amount of latitude. For that, I'm grateful.

My pastor once said that everything in our lives can be traced back to being born to the parents we were born to. That's so true - imagine your life if you were born to a Somalian farmer or a North Korean soldier.

My brother called me recently in the middle of the night. Apparently, my dad got lost. The thing is, he doesn't get lost. He just doesn't. Especially not in near home.

It's a small thing, yeah. But it bothers me greatly.

Me: Y'ok?
Him: Me? Don't worry, I'm fine. I just got a little...confused.
Me: (pause) Hey, I'm gonna come home for dinner this weekend.
Him: Oh, that's great! I'll cook.
Me: (slowly) Yeah, sounds great...


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Tuesday, September 8th, 2009

Public Service Announcement 2009

Workmen fixing an escalator in a metro station in Washington DC

For those of you that speak geek: Spent the last 96 hours figuring out why I only got three clear QAM channels - turns out a weak signal and a kinked coax'll waste four daysa your life.

Picked up a signal amplifier, and some new cable and now I'm in business.

Knee-deep in cables, chili and rum. It's the only way for a geek to spend Labor Day

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Speaking of speaking in a foreign language, Federico Fellini once said that... )

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Thursday, September 3rd, 2009

Twilight Heat


Her
: So what did the guy choose?

My mind plays movies and television shows for me alla time cause, probably like you, I was raised by the cathode ray as much as anything else.

William Shatner was in this episode of the Twilight Zone where he was on his honeymoon but was afraid to leave cause a mechanical doll kept telling them they couldn't. And he got it in his head that it was right.

Thought about that this week and that scene in Heat where the lead can get it all - the girl, the money, the life, everything - if only he'd leave his old life behind. Just walk away from everything. But a need to equalize something kept pulling him to stay.

The woman that stole alla my coin was seen this past week in NYC.

And like that mechanical doll, the Devil rang me up and told me what I hadta do.

Told him that I just wanted to walk away from it all and he said I couldn't.

Do you know, exactly, what a billion is? A billion is a thousand million or 1,000,000,000. Lehman brothers lost 613,000,000,000 dollars. Kinda puts my six-figures to shame.

Then again, it was my six-figures. One does get tired of having just chili and rum for dinner alla time.

It's just the cards I've been dealt. And sometimes, y'gotta take your cards and let fate deal with the resta it all.

Don't let anyone fool you, everything comes at a price. And, I've learned, if you let a thought bounce around in your head long enough, it'll drive you mad. Quite literally. Better to let it go.

Besides, who're we kidding? I love having chili and rum for dinner.

Me: He went back and shot the guy.
Her: (waiting) And? Then what happened?
Me: He lost everything he wanted - everything he really wanted.
Her: I don't think it's worth it.
Me: (smiling) Yeah, me neither.

Music: "Come down now," but we'll stay I've tried my best to leave
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Tuesday, September 1st, 2009

More Cowboys

Me on a toy

Me: Hey, step outside with me for a sec.
Him: Sure. What's up?
Me: Just wanted to say thanks. When I was going through my breakup, thoughta what you told me about your divorce. How you came back one day to find an empty house. Was nice knowing that you survived the blow.
Him: (grinning) Glad I could help.
Me: Y'know, actually hoped it was you she was seeing behind my back. (laughing) Least you're a decent fella, a successful lawyer and not half-bad looking.
Him: (laughing) Com'on, I think our ladies're waiting.

Now, where were we?

A while back, wrote about cowboys. Seems every seven years, you lose more than halfa your friends. The person y'think of as your best friend only has a 30% chance of staying in that role.

One guy that made the cut was my buddy Steel; he got hitched in Central Park this past weekend. Appetizers included whole lobsters. That was the appetizer. Need to get invited to more weddings like that.

Steel's like alla my good friends. Never really see them; we don't interact much. But he knows that I'm onea the few people in the world he can always count on and vice versa. We're different races but the same people.

That's onea the main things about the Jaycee Dugard case makes me ill. Cause in addition to all of the sick things she had to go through - and they were seriously sick - she didn't have her people. She didn't have a family or friends. Real ones, I mean. What a terribly lonely way to go through life. Couldn't sleep causa it.

Yet another reason, think I'm blessed - our dumb luck.

Speaking of blessed, thanks for the concern but said I was coming back, didn't I?

If y'read me, gotta think that there's a good chance you're onea my people too, yeah? Let's face it, this is hardly an interesting blog and I'm not a scantily clad chick. But I suppose you read cause something I say makes sense to you.

Ergo, we gotta stick together.

Clumsy, geeky, optimistic dreamers're rarer than y'might think in this world.

Lobster in Central Park!


Steel getting married

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Tuesday, August 18th, 2009

The SOOR

A basketball court on a NYC rooftop

Me
: Realized why I don't wear flip-flops out. Think it's cause when I was a kid, I used to and then when the other kids tried to beat me up, couldn't run away fast enough.
Her: (immediately) Oh don't worry, I'll protect you now.

Went drinking with Nadi and Paul at his pad this past Saturday. Quite something when you start drinking at 5PM and call it a night at 10.

Things have been pretty good these days; clients're slowly coming out of the woodwork. Been busy lately, not so must busy with coin production so much as busy with preparation for coin production.

Eh, tomayto, tomahto...

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Him: Gonna have the talk with her today, wish us luck.

Got no fewer than four friends that've had the SOOR (Status Of Our Relationship) talk.

Two got their walking papers, one got conditional employment, one got a permanent position - though, really, all good relationships're temp-to-perm at some point, yeah?

Think maybe that's why I was upset with onea my friends. Cause I felt like he already filled the position with some imaginary person and was just stringing the contestant along. But he says he wasn't and he's an honest fellow.

Frank Sinatra had this song I heard once where he said something like, doesn't matter if you're the dumper or the dumpee, sucks either way. Or not.

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Me: Can't do it, my finger's broken.
Him: (rolling eyes) Somethings always broken on you...

Lost my health insurance. This means no wrestling for me for now.

Still gonna fence though - grown men stabbing each other with pointy things, what could go wrong there?

Logan Lo, by Nadya Rockefeller
(c) Nadya Rockefeller
Music: been looking for something else. Duel it
YASYCTAI: Help me find that Frank Sinatra song! (60 mins/1 pt)
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Thursday, August 6th, 2009

Beautiful plans

woolworth building, solitary man

Him: Ran into your ex the other day...she didn't really want to talk about what happened with you two.
Me: Don't blame her - wasn't our best moment, if you will.
Him: Y'don't hate her?
Me: (thinking) Put it this way - if y'were a 31 year-old chick in a happy, stable, relationship, would you throw it all away on some meaningless flings? In other words, how much of a ______ would I have to be for her to do that? Wasn't our best moment. Wasn't my best moment. But I'm trying to be better.


Her: He and I were married 10 years. Now we're not. I had all these plans...
Me: Yeah, y'had all these beautiful plans. Now you gotta come up with new ones. And you will. Right now, y'think of them every minute yeah? But in a while, it'll be every other minute. Then it'll be every other hour. One day you'll realize, y'didn't think of them, or him, all day. Then someday months'll go by when y'don't think of them.
Her: I can't imagine that...
Me: That's what I thought.

Since I'm probably older than you, two random thinks I've learned:
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Had a condo board meeting today. Tried several times to resign as president. Nope. It's like being in the mafia. Damn that Asian work ethic...

Music: I was following though with my beautiful plans
YASYCTAI: Write yourself an email and send it on a delay, like five or 10 years. And start it off with, (NAME), it's you. Sorry for screwing you. Also, sorry for eating alla those donuts and smoking, dude. Really...(10 mins/1 pt)
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Thursday, July 30th, 2009

DC Fat Darrell


Skip the first 30 seconds.

Weird thing was that I wrote a short story about a decade ago about a fairy godmother that I swear I told him about. But his version and mine're vastly different.

Lemme know whatcha think.

Subway metro in Washington DC

Got a call at 1AM the other night from the girlie that I chatted to on a Gramercy stoop. She said I was one of the only people she trusted not to screw her over. Took that to heart and stayed awake to talk to her.

Her: So what do I do about him?
Me: Look, we all got this map of the world in our heads. And emotional pain happens when your reality doesn't match your map. It's like if you expect Broadway to be somewhere cause the map says so, but it's not. So you're thinking, WTH?
Her: So what do I do?
Me: (sighing) Y'only got three choices: change your map, change your reality or keep crying.
 
Downtown skyline

Question: What's the only mammal that can't jump?

Went to a house party on a roof the other night. Something about the NYC skyline y'can't get elsewhere. But went to DC afterward anyway.

DC was nice. Hot. Very hot. Spent mosta the time in the museums: Natural History and American History. Place was packed; kinda gives y'hope about the future if the museums're packed, yeah?

Managed to score a suite at the GWU Inn; had a view of Watergate. Ugly as sin.

The room was a suite cause it had a stove and fridge, meaning that we loaded up at the Trader's Joe around the way. Then, on the way back, stopped off at Rutgers to get a Fat Darrell. My arteries hate me.

View from room to Watergate

Felt like a tubster so wrestled today. If one's 36 with a broken middle finger, injured neck, and tennis elbow, you'd think one'd not wrestle with 20-year olds at 99% humidity.

Then again, making good choices isn't my thing.

Anywho, a client finally called me today. Heading upstate tomorrow to try to make some scratch.

Oh, and...elephant.

Rutgers Fat Darrell

Music: let’s get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of France
YASYCTAI: Have you ever had a Fat Darrell? Jog 15 miles, then head to Rutgers. Your mouth'll thank me. Your heart won't. (15 delicious minutes /-1 pt)
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Thursday, July 23rd, 2009

Worth the Trouble


Him
: Where're you?
Me: I'm with a buddy looking for a White Castle.
Him: So, are you "Harold" or "Kumar?"
Me: Clearly, I'm Harold.

Went to my buddy Kung's birthday party; this year, made it home before the sun set versus last year when I made it home as the sun rose. Getting old. Sheridan floated me into another high society open bar joint with a BBQ on a rooftop but I couldn't get in touch with him. Just as well. Instead, caught up with a friend that was recently given his walking papers.

Me: Y'should go try starting over somewhere else. There's nothing keeping y'here.
Him: My friends're here.
Me: Your friends'll still be your friends - I mean not me, but your real friends. I'll forget about you before you leave. Besides, then you can meet someone that not a total idiot like you last girlfriend.
Him: She wasn't stupid. She was...average.
Me: Calling her a "moron" would be an insult to all the real morons out there.
Him: (laughing) That's not fair, we've above average intelligence. You can't hold people to a higher standard.
Me: Please - someone stole my life's savings, how smart could I be?
Him: You're at least as smart as me.
Me: (laughing) That's really not saying much.
Him: Anyway, she did good in her last class.
Me: WELL - "she did well in her last class."
Him: (mock annoyance) I'm a physicist, "well/good," it's all the same to us. And yeah, maybe she wasn't really all that smart or even that attractive. (sighing) But...I still loved her. It's stupid, I know but...
Me: Yeah...I know. I know.

For better or worse, y'got no control who you fall in love with. If you're lucky, it's with someone who's worth the trouble.

Speaking of worth the trouble, going to DC for a mental health break with a pretty lady this weekend.

Music: all I ever knew, only you
YASYCTAI
: It's time for a mental health break, no? (72 hours/2 pts)
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