Friendsday

May 31st, 2005

I played hooky today and went to New York to visit friends. I hardly ever get up there anymore, although I’m sure that will change this fall when Mikey goes to NYU. So I said to myself, “Self, I should go up there and visit,” so I did.

My first stop was to Fleur de Sel for a delectable prix fixe lunch with Mighty M. She’s been working hard, coming out with a skin care cosmetics line, which, I have to say honestly, is really good. Check it out at www.juaraskincare.com. I was a little daunted by the price at first, but then I realized that it’s actually pretty much in line with anything else you might get out there from Aveda or Origins or Bath & Body Works. I’ve been an avid Aveda fan for a while, but — and now I know I sound like an infomercial, so I’ll stop in a sec — I think this stuff is better than Aveda. There, I said it. Now I’m done.

After lunch, I had an hour or so to kill before my next appointment to meet Amy. I found myself on the street where Witold lives (stop me before I turn into a musical!), so I called to see if he was home, and lo and behold he was! It was such a fun, spontaneous thing to do, and I’m so glad I got to hang out, because I haven’t seen him in a little over a year. He’s been busy, too, putting up a web site at wyoga.com, teaching, and writing. My only regret is that I didn’t stay longer, but I had to meet up with Amy.

Amy and I were going to go see Revenge of the Sith together (me for the second time), but it turns out we weren’t actually in the mood to see a movie, so we ended up having dinner and chatting. All in all, it was so nice to catch up with everyone. And I think I really needed the restoration of the spirit that comes with hanging with friends.

Parking in NY

December 2nd, 2004

I got a stupid parking ticket in the mail from New York. I never got the parking ticket on my car, but they sent it to my house and fined me $10 for not paying it on time. I didn’t even know that I had gotten a parking ticket!!!!!!!!! Not only that, but it was for parking at a meter on Broadway at 8:50 PM. How late do the meters run on Broadway? Do they really run that late? I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. Anyway, if I don’t want to pay the $10 fine, I have to have a hearing, which I can do online or by mail instead of in person, which I’m going to try to do. And if I can get out of the whole ticket, that would be just fine with me, too. But if I really was in the wrong, I guess I’ll pay the $65 (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!). I know I’m not paying them $75, though. It’s fucking highway robbery.