Bring piles of money. But the shoes are well-made, and they hold up well.

There's an east side store too - Madison in the 60s?

The Ezzie story is hilarious.

I've been seeking a pleasant broad's feet.

Would you accept a pheasant brood's feet?

That would be quite a feat!

Awful punning appears to be quite a feature on this site

Have been invited to speak at a conference in Lithuania. The city looks fun, but the planed activities include visiting a soviet sculpture park.

What city?

Dinner with a friend whom I haven't seen since she finished chemo and her hair started growing back. Her formerly stick-straight tresses are now luxuriant curls.

I've known other women whose hair has been similarly transformed. Those are some powerful drugs.

Nothing so classy I imagine. I am going to eat myself stupid on mushrooms while I am there I think.

I remember my dad going to a conference in Riga in the early 90s and coming home with his luggage laden down with 'Masterpieces of Lativian Painting' he'd been given as a gift. One of the largest books I've ever seen. Quite how selective its choices were was another matter. He said they threw a mean post-conference party though.

Just went to return some library books here in Midtown. On the way out (love that Science, Industry & Business Library) I smelled something mightily akin to skunk. Terribly odd it'd be to find a skunk in Midtown wouldn't it? Must, I reasoned, be a couple few tons of chronic. Started looking around for mail trucks or something, for boxes or I don't know what really and spied a mini-caravan of 2 twin huge black, tinted, high-security-looking vans stopped next to me in traffic. Peeked in the window of the one following as I passed: gargantuan black fellow. Peeked in the window of the second van: Snoop Doggy Dogg. Friendly smile and a bob of the head. All the windows were up, so I suppose the skunk could have been from anywhere...

A couple of times, on 6th Street, we've had a skunk smell. And I have passed a squashed skunk on a country road, so I know what it smells like. Disappointed - I thought the punchline was going to be Snoopy Dogg and his pet skunk.

Mr. Broadus, meet Ms. Moss. Ms. Moss, Mr. Broadus.

Sitting in my Paris office, waiting for edits.
........watching Harry Potter on French TV.

Glancing at the book the guy next to me on this morning's train is reading, I discover it is one of the works of L. Ron Hubbard.

We attended a wedding yesterday where the combined age of the bride (19) and groom (23) was less my that of my husband (43).

Going to a concert, all seats general admission, the other night and observing people earnestly search for their seats while referring to said general admission tickets.

At the Emirates Palace Hotel this past weekend, its in soft opening so not that many people staying there, walking down an empty corridor wider than the halls of Versaille, two 70 something year old women walking towards me. As they get closer I realize they are identical twins, same height, same platinum grey hair in identical side parted ponytails, same glasses, same purses, same shoes, and same dresses with floral pattern. I shivered.

Weren't the twins in the shining wearing floral pattern dresses? I swear, this could be them, just much much older.

Error message just seen on a web site:

"An error has occured"

Er, make that two errors.

Fly

A baby squirrel has taken to climbing up on our screen door and just hanging out there, like a cat. I'm not sure whether I find it cute or slightly creepy.

It was sufficiently surreal to find myself in a crowded Trafalgar Square on Sunday evening watching the legendary Rolf Harris conducting a live TV show, purportedly about art. But the universe decided to rachet up the improbability factor by having Mr and Mrs Tuckerman suddenly descend on me, with a cry of "Oh look, it's Mr Mouthfuls" .

"Little bit of light, little bit of shade...mmmcha, mmmcha....Hold still, yer Majesty."

today i was one of three guests for an episode of a new campus tv show highlighting "faculty of color" on campus. after i got done explaining how i try to complicate my students' expectations that after 15-16 weeks they can become "experts" on another culture the host helpfully added words to the effect that there's now a lot of outsourcing to south asia and the university obviously helps prepare students for dealing with that.

Walking on the Prinsengracht around 2 a.m. the other night. Stoned. "Look honey, there's a wooden shoe boat! Right there, tied up to the wall of the canal" Two drinks and five minutes later, a little further on - "Oh my, there's the other shoe!"

Bratty fat 4 year old American child on the train this morning (must have just come from Gatwick).

"So, mommy, there's no Twinkies here in England?"
"No sweetie, I don't think so"


Child proceeds to scream and start hitting his mother, who takes it all. When child has finished, she says- "That's it, I'm taking you back to the Therapist!"

Train full of English people start laughing.

I went to see Bebel Gilberto last night in a small club in NYC, who was fantastic. Turns out I was sitting next to David Byrne the whole time and didn't realize it until right before we left (Bebel dedicated a song to him).

Hedy Lamarr (that's HEDY, not Hedley) invented spread spectrum technology.

A man peeing on a wall that had "Interdit d'uriner" painted on it.

Reading the middle three pages of the "What is an American" thread without having read the first few and the last few. Whew!

An email from my sister about her neighbor Phil and his pup:

"Phil and Harley are moving to Santa Fe on the 15th. Shelby and I are sad but are making both of them care packages. Harley's will be full of bull penises and Phil's macaroons. By the way, Happy Rosh!!!"