July 12th, 2008

ringwraith

sly twenty-eight.

do i feel like writing about last night? i suppose i could. yesterday was jenny's hatching day, so we pulled out all the speckled fragments of her egg shell & marveled at them. i'd gotten her a skeleton key dress, useful to any adventuresome spirit. locks & bars won't stand in her way; she's a slip & a shadow. i also got her a cameo broach in negative, haunted by the dark shadow of artemis on the hunt. & a book of architecture, for the better planning of her inner world. i love that girl, that is all. david & maggie were threatening to bail & take a sick day, but i told them they better not, if they didn't want to become persona non grata. i spent the day at kit marlowe & co. on my lonesome, heard the nightingale whistles of miss nemoren, & then the bedraggled maggie & david showed up at close & off we went to carla's.

carla's big plan was for everyone to make a special cocktail called "the jenny," & bring enough for everyone to drink. jenny made mine out of this stuff? somehow it showed up in our apartment after the wedding. basically just kool-aid for alcohol-- a ton of sugar, a little flavor packet, dump the booze in, freeze it, drink it. carla's was a little more well done...just a smidge. a hollowed out watermelon filled with liquids of the intoxicating variety. kira's "jenny" was a sort of bitter's based concoction, & she had made nino's entry, too, which was an ice cream & bourbon float. robert's drink was some crazy psychopathic drink-- cucumber & jalapeno. it uh, had a little bite to it. a lot of bite. if it had been strained, & was a shot, it might have been a winner. danielle's drink was a "hot mess hot jenny," but by the time it came out, i was a little too drunk to appreciate it. it was fruity! & joe brought shandies. david's drink was...shit, see, drinking makes tasting harder. triple sec? maggie's had a secret ingredient: coffee berries.

long story short, kira's drink won, & she got some kind of ice machine? or like a popsicle maker? there were cupcakes & brownies, then more presents; jenny got a vintage picture of the montauk club, & a thing. a thing! a mini refrigerator that you plug into your computer's usb port. no joke! david gave us her a wii game where sonic fights mario. presents for jenny have the perk of helping out this guy right here, sometimes. oh, & she got some soaps & stuff from her bachelorette party, that she finally picked up. & i just realized that i forgot again to pick up my twin peaks dvds. there was a moment when i mentioned my intentions to pick them up & jenny was like "you gave them to them!" & i was like "um, the fuck no i didn't." but she thought we were talking about the old vhs tapes. anyhow. i think there is some marvel comics history book that was intended for my birthday, but i didn't bring it up since it was jenny's birthday. no shadows were cast! so the night turned into everyone putting librarian temporary tattoos on, me putting one on kira's cleavage (after like, two fuck-ups) & general debauchery & rock band. fuck, we stayed there late; i think i fell asleep on carla's bed at like, three in the morning, & we left at like, four? i'm going to say four. i was pretty out of it. then, morning relief sex. help me, endorphins!
  • Current Music
    crown me king- power loader battle
sunset samurai

itsa me!

mario galaxy

the first wii game i have defeated! so, this game is a load of fun. i had played it when we took the nypl wii so jenny could aquaint herself with the system, & i knew i wanted to play it when we got ours. the game is pretty standard mario fare: you jump on enemies, smash them whatever. what makes ...galaxy awesome is the brain-scrambling gravity games. you fly through space, & land on planets. some of them have gravity that pulls you towards the center, little prince style, some of them are platforms for you to fall off of, some of them are gravity puzzles; all kinds of craziness. it is hard to explain how fun it is, but it is easy to demonstrate it; if you play for even a little while, you'll get the hang of it. the wii remote & nunchuck work really intuitively, but then, that is the charm of the whole system. oh! mario turns into a bumble bee! & a boo ghost! & you know, fire & ice powers, & invincible. & a spring, but that one sucks. plus, there is like, a function for a second player to do, but we never tried that out. anyhow, i beat it with 87 stars, which is only okay; there are 120 total? something like that, i'm guessing.
  • Current Music
    crown me king- crown em king
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i swat seven.

miscellanious.

i like the idea of password "keychains." it makes me thing about the levels of privacy & freedom individuals & groups require. like, you need a one for identity; something for signifying you are who you are, like for comments or whatever. then a personal one; email, blogs. then a fiscal one, & possibly a governmental one? i'm not sure how much involvement the government should have with your purchases. i haven't made up my mind about that.

there is a spot on the corner of my block? that has been just death to the food industry. it used to be a curry shop, then since has gone through various mediterranean & turkish incarnations. the current restaurant there called like, corner burgers, & i tried it out. i'm going to rule out any complaints as to speed or confusion-- they just opened, & sure, they were slow, & disorganized, but that is par for the course. the food was good but very fried. the fried pickles are a good french fry substitute (especially if you are berthed right next to the chip shop, as they are). we'll see how often we hit them up.

here is a thing, is "pretty" strictly a visual descriptor? because "hot" doesn't have to be. pretty seems to be desexualized. i don't know, we were just talking about it as jenny draped her legs all over me. the sprawl! which is all we've been up to: a whole lot of nothing. i lobbied for us going to see hellboy ii tonight but she's not feeling it. so instead, lots of just hanging out, watching television, playing video games. chilling out. vegetable, fungus, kali yuga, here we come. slouching towards armageddon.
  • Current Music
    crown me king- the foul folk