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New York

New York

I’ve arrived in New York for 10 days of the Tribeca Film Festival. I survived the nearly 12 hour train ride yesterday (which I actually prefer over flying or driving only because there is something really calming about being locked in a train berth with no internet and no people, though others may disagree). One highlight was these two dudes that got on in Plattsburgh. One was named Bubbs, (as far as I knew.. he asked me if I could charge his ipod for him and it was titled “Bubb’s Toons”) and they both stereotypical scary jock types. Bubbs was going on and on to his friend about he cheated on his girlfriend the night before with some girl he’d “been trying to fuck for months.” When his friend got off in Albany and he continued on to New York City, I listened as he spent an hour convincing his girlfriend via his cellphone that “that fag Chris is lying” about him having cheated on her, and that he loves her, always and always, etc, etc. So that was my main Amtrak entertainment…

I finally got into the city and headed straight to the Baby Mama opening party at the MoMA, where I was totally underdressed and enjoyed “pregnant lady” themed food offerings (think lots of chocolate). I mostly just stared awkwardly and nervously at Tina Fey until she noticed. Most of the 30 Rock cast was there, which was pretty amazing for I who am obsessed with the show. I then ended up actually conversing with some New York icons instead of just making them think I was creepy, when I headed to New York’s oldest gay bar, Julius. It turned out John Cameron Mitchell was having his birthday party there. By that point, I had drank enough that I had no issue talking to him, or, in an equally fantastic moment, Justin Bond.

Anyway, so that was my (perfect) introduction to this trip to New York, which is currently being spent indoors transferring my old mac onto my new mac, which I got yesterday. Yes, my old iBook G4, 40 GB and 2 years of servicing me, is now a thing of the past. And though I’m obviously all about my upping the anty with my MacBook Pro, I’m gonna miss the old one…


It feels like I’m draining the life from a old friend.

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