Thursday, May 31, 2018

Creative Writing: Poem 13


We like to cast our friends as vile villains
Ready to play the part of devilish politician
A Brutus always waiting in the wings
About to stab our backs without feeling a thing
Always ready to exclaim with conviction
"Judas! It is you who has secured my crucifixion!"

But most acts of treachery are accidental
Happenstances - careless and incremental
I rarely find an act of treason
Executed with carefully calculated reason
A kiss on the cheek meant in affection
Rather than manipulated deception

Creative Writing: Haiku 46


Remorse is the clear
Recourse to refill our soul's
Depleted resource

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

Creative Writing: Poem 12


I am merely a
Humble tradesman
My business, you ask?
To package emotion
To trade ideas
To sell you morality,
Philosophy -
To buy your stories
And sell your souls
To devour on faceless screens.

Life Highlights: Drabble 14


Started getting back into the swing of things again with my reading list (after essentially dropping off the face of the earth in January), and I decided to take a crack at The Brothers Karamazov once again! Hoping to set myself a schedule like I used to do at university to make sure I actually finish it within a decent time frame (two weeks) and also so I can discuss it with my new friend who told me it was his favourite book! Luckily, I also already had plans to read it!

So far it's pretty good! Only about 50 pages in, but like most Russian novels I've had the pleasure to read it's witty, insightful, and a clear masterpiece just from the opening sentence:

"Alexey Fyodorovich Karamazov was the third son of Fyodor Pavlovich Karamazov, a landowner of our district, who became notorious in his own day (and is still remembered among us) because of his tragic and myserious death, which occurred exactly thirteen years ago and which I shall relate in its proper place."

The back blurb didn't need to convince me of it's already intricate themes regarding family, religion, politics/society, and what it means to be human - just within it's first few pages.  I can't wait to see what I think by the end of it!

Wardrobe of Moral Imagination: Lake Street Dive Addition


For the past few weeks, all I've been able to listen to is Lake Street Dive! So I figured they deserved a huge shout-out on my blog.

Originally from Boston, their wikipedia page describes their sound as a blend between southern rock, indie pop, blue-eyed soul, jazz, folk rock and motown (some of the best genres, to be honest).  My friend Shane introduced them to me about a year ago, and I really liked them, but with the release of their latest album "Free Yoruself Up" this year, I've once again found myself going back to their sound - which is my type of music.  Lyrically and musically demanding, catchy as all get out, and an all-around great treat for your ears, give them a listen!

Below is the link to my Spotify playlist of my favourites by them:

https://open.spotify.com/user/pieces_of_jade/playlist/2Zh2TZYJCLIe4gvBfr2syi

Life Highlights: Memorial Day Weekend

The Atlantic as seen from Rockaway Beach (it was hard to get a photo without a person in it!)

Well I'm officially back from Memorial Day Weekend, and already feeling blue about it!

The weather seriously didn't get the memo that the weekend was Saturday-Monday, as the only properly decent weather was on Friday and Saturday.  Sunday and Monday it was cloudy and a little cold, but last Thursday and today it's nice and sunny - perfect summer weather.

However, that doesn't mean I didn't try to take advantage of what I could.  Friday I left at 2pm (almost no one was in the office - it felt like a proper summer holiday weekend) and then I got dinner with a friend and walked around a park afterwards, enjoying the nice summer night.

Saturday I went to Rockaway Beach, which I actually liked less than Coney Island mainly because it was so much farther away and it seemed a lot smaller to me.  However, it was great to go and experience anyway - the iconic Ramones song blasting away in my headphones all the while.  Not to mention that the water was crystal clear (I was super surprised) and I got to talk with Ike on the phone, write in my journal, and just take in the sea breeze and the sun.  Ike and I even decided to start a writing project together in which we exchange pieces each week regarding a theme word of the month! This month I chose the word to be "Reconciliation".

Sunday was a day of rest where I just coloured in a colouring book, ran a few errands, and then stayed up until 3:30am talking with my friend Liz on the phone for over 9 straight hours (not an exaggeration!) - we only call each other once a month because if we did any more we would never get anything done! I always anticipate our Sunday calls, and this one was a huge catch-up call because she didn't have youth group that night and it was Memorial Day weekend so I didn't have to go into work the next day, which was nice.  The main problem for me is just the time difference!

Then yesterday I had a really great day going out with a friend.  We went to my favourite park, looked at some street art, ate sandwiches, and looked around at the Strand (one of my favourite book stores).  We actually lost track of time because we were so engrossed in all the different titles (of course I ended up buying two books), and found out later that we spent around 5 straight hours in the shop! We both couldn't believe it, and obviously decided to go back home after we found out the time was 8pm at night! Then I got to catch up with my friend Anna before going back to the grind today.

The only consolation by far is that it's only 3.5 days this week, since Tues-Thurs are normal hours, but summer Fridays have officially started at HBO, meaning that I get to leave at 3pm! And this week I have plans to hang out again on Friday (and hopefully take advantage of some good weather!)

I also can't believe that June 1st is this Friday! Where has the time gone? Summer will be over before I know it and then Todd will be in Boston!

Friday, May 25, 2018

Creative Writing: Poem 11


there was a time he thought
the future was going to be bright
beaches, babes, and buried treasure
days filled with adventure
nights filled with sleeping under the stars
no more small towns
no more small dreams
just him and his brother
versus the world

but one mistake
and that all changed

there was a time he thought
the future was bleak
if he even had one
days filled with pain
nights filled with paranoia
no more needing any one
no more needing any thing
just the world and his brother
versus him

but one summer
and that all changed

now he thought
no more wondering about the future
with his past all but forgotten
but the present was just fine with him
on the deck of the boat
he used to only see in his dreams
just him and his brother
versus the world

once again




prompt: write a poem about growing old, but don’t state it directly.

(obviously this is my take on Stan's life and getting older)

Thursday, May 24, 2018

Creative Writing: Poem 10


I feel like I have to hoard up
every word you grant me
Like a miser counting up every coin
storing away your thoughts
Deep into the recesses of my heart.
Because I am a beggar
pleading to hear your voice
Just one more time.
Who knows when I will receive
such a gift again
I pray, could you just spare a single penny?
But you always avoid my beseeching eyes
While conversing with another -
too busy hurrying to work -
Feigning ignorance to my plight.
And on the rare cloudy day,
when you decide to be with me again,
I sadly watch the clock
Knowing time spent with you is never enough.
But you always leave just the same.

Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Wardrobe of Moral Imagination: Anastasia (Musical) Review


Saw Anastasia last night at the Broadhurst Theatre, and it was incredible!

It was based off of the 1997 animated movie that I fondly remember watching numerous times as a child (even if it scared me when they summoned Rasputin from hell).  However, I have never seen a Broadway play that was adapted from a movie before, so I wasn't sure how a film-to-theatre work would go.  And I am pleased to say that I think the musical is an improvement on the film.

From a narrative perspective, they took out all of the "magic" (in the sense of sorcery and spells) to instead put in the historical context of early 20th century Russia.  Rather than a disgruntled sorcerer, the musical had the Bolshevik Revolution be the reason for the tsarist regime to be over.  As a result, it was hard to desire the Romanovs to simply be put back in power.  To root for aristocrats busy partying away their sorrows in Paris to be put back in power over a tumultuous and suffering Russian populace is a stretch - at best.  And it allows the "villains" of the story to have the weight of historical context and motivators to fuel their actions for why they would want to over-throw and kill the Romanov family in the first place.  As a result, it was a more "mature" story from classic Disney than I've seen in a long time - one rife with a lot of grey areas and politics.

However, that didn't stop the story from having compelling characters be the centerpiece of the story.  In fact, rather cleverly, the writers made the audience root for a reunion between Anastasia and her grandmother (with perhaps a bit of romance on the side between Anastasia and Dimitri) instead of hoping for a broad restoration of a broken regime.  By having a colourful cast be the centerpiece for a war-torn socio-political cultural landscape it felt more like a "Disney-fied" love story that takes place in the middle of war (always a crowd favourite).

In particular, the addition of communist soldier Gleb to round out the historical-bent of the musical to replace Rasputin's role was ingenious.  A conflicted man trying to do his best for a party he believes in with a traumatic past shaped by revolution is much more interesting and compelling than a (literal) cartoon evil villain.  And I absolutely adored the expanded songs and stage-time for the secondary characters of Vlad and Countess Lily.  Their song "The Countess and the Common Man" was absolutely hilarious and, to be honest, made their love story more compelling than Anastasia's and Dimitri's.  The not-so-subtle hints of their passionate love affair in their youth was reminiscent of many truly Russian stories in which unhappy marriages are the norm.

Which, speaking of, the amount of historical, cultural, political, societal, and artistic nods and one-liners throughout the musical was absolutely fabulous.  Unfortunately many of them went over the heads of the audience as they were all related to great Russian and French figures of the late-19th and early 20th centuries.  But I still loved many tongue-in-cheek nods like the line, "Everyone's a writer! Painter! Poet! Everything is avant garde or chic!" referring to the culture of early 20th-century Paris.  And the tone of the mourning Russian aristocracy to the "Land of Yesterday" was absolutely dead-on in terms of the complicated sentiments everyone had to Russia's changing political landscape.

And then finally, the ending of the narrative was much more ambiguous than the film which I liked a lot better.  The film makes it clear that "Anya" (the young woman who lost her memory who is the protagonist of the story) is the real Anastasia.  In fact, it is revealed that as a young boy Dimitri is the one who helped her escape the fire.  In the musical, however, the truth of her identity, although assumed, is much more ambiguous.  Her recollections of her past are constantly in conflict with the fact that she is attempting to embody the character of Anastasia and "making the story her own".  And the only interaction she and Dimitri would've had before her memory loss in the musical is that he was a boy she spotted in the crowd during a parade.  Although the characters all accept her as the real Anastasia, this ambiguity is cleverly incorporated into the ending.  Both her grandmother and Gleb announcing to the world that the fate of the real Anastasia is lost to history - and a mystery - to this day, while it is assumed that Anastasia ran off with Dimitri to live a long and happy life away from the prying eyes of politics and society.  I liked this ending more than the original film as well because it allows for history to continue as it unfolded throughout the 20th century and for the fate of Anastasia to continue to be romanticised in future story-telling to come.

From a technical perspective, the musical numbers weren't anything to write home about.  It had a lot of the "mid/late-90s" feel, but combined with vaguely romantic Russian influences.  The clear stand out number being "Once Upon a December" from the original film.  The costumes were typical Disney - absolutely romanticsed (in a good way), with everyone performing being vaguely handsome.  However, the real stand-out to me were the computerized stage pieces and backdrops.  At first I was wary of how it would look.  I love the physical set pieces of Broadway and the special effects are well-renowned.  But after seeing how they incorporated the virtual backdrops with the physical set pieces I was pleased with the overall effect.

The backgrounds themselves were clearly romanticised backdrops - "cheese-y" CGI that even a basic film wouldn't accept today.  However, it seemed to harken back to the large backdrops of old where romanticized scenes were painted that would've never existed in the real world.  And by leaning into the "backdrop" heritage rather than trying to make it look a 100% realistic, the computer effects totally worked.  Although I still enjoy my physical props, I definitely can see the potential for when and how to use the digital wonders of the 21st century within a fun theatre context, which I greatly enjoyed.  If nothing else, for all the colour it brought to the stage.

So overall I give this musical a solid 4/5 for improving greatly on the story and characters from the original film and for incorporating new technical elements into its adaptation.  If you're in the area, I recommend it as a fun show to see if you're looking for a good time at the theatre.

And if you excuse me, my entire week has apparently been about consuming and talking about Russian art, so I need to finally start reading The Brothers Karamazov now.

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Creative Writing: Poem 9


in the warm darkness of night
pine trees would sway in the wind
as if caught in a ballet
shielding my little cottage
from the torrential downpour
the bursts of light
part of the magic they wove
protecting me
from the roaring battle in the distance
while sentinel stars twinkled above the
ocean of grey clouds below and overhead
there was a crackle of wonder in the
crisp Oregon air


prompt: Write a poem about a thunderstorm. DON’T use any of these words: umbrella, thunder, rain, storm

Monday, May 21, 2018

Creative Writing: Poem 8


My spirit is fenced in
I am trapped by endless land
Stretching as far as the eye can see
The breath of life is far away
My soul yearns for it.

The sky is blinding white
Causing blisters to my beating heart
A cruel mockery
Of the cool blue heavens
Over the waves.

The Spirit of God resides there
Within the waters of the sea
In every roar of every wave
In every salty sea breeze
In every drop of rain.

He would never leave me
But my soul thirsts for Him
In this endless desert
So very alone in every crowd
I do not feel His presence.

prompt: nature imagery / spiritual metaphors

Creative Writing: Tanka 13


I feel the ocean
Calling my spirit toward
Endless horizon
Where sea and sky embrace, met
At last in Eternity

Life Highlights: Drabble 13


I feel the end of this blog drawing near (at least in terms of an "every day post" kind of thing.  I have turned more towards my journal to do my interior processing that I want to do regarding my spiritual life and revelations about God that He has blessed me with.  And my obsession with Bowie, while still a happy simmer, is slowly dying in favour of Gravity Falls, which it has been for a while anyways, but it well and truly is on its way out.

So I think at the anniversary of a year of this blog (in July) I'll switch over to updating when I have something interesting and/or important I want to talk about (that isn't on Facebook or something of that sort).  But otherwise I don't think I'll do my daily updates here.  Not that this blog has been a lot of updates - just snippets of poetry at most interspersed with life updates and drabbles (very few argumentative essays have appeared here since last year).

Which, honestly, I'm quite happy with.  Not everything I write do I want to be recorded by Google (or read by anyone on the Internet).  And hand writing in a journal is a perfect way to internally process a lot of thoughts and feelings that I have.  Even if I was reluctant at first to even call it a journal since in the past I've been so horrible at keeping one (as in, I never kept one).  I even called it originally just an ideas notebook or a place to drabble in - I only started calling it at journal after loving Gravity Falls.

And so life keeps moving on.  Marine came into town yesterday and we had a lot of fun.  First we went to the Met, then we went down to Madison Square Park and the Flat Iron building before going to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge, finishing the day by shopping on Broadway in Nolita and at Macy's in Herald Square.  We got lunch at Dig Inn on the Upper East Side (delicious and healthy! If not also stupidly expensive), and dinner at Mexicue - really close to my work, actually, and totally phenomenal.  Great food with a reasonable cost - it's definitely going on my favourite places to eat out now.

She also surprised me with Broadway show tickets for tomorrow! We're going to see Anastasia which is great since I ALMOST got those tickets for when Manar was here, but ended up going to see Phantom instead (although that is also a fantastic show, of course).  So I'm super excited to see it now! I wish I could to an all out extravaganza like I did with Bubs and Todd again, but so soon after their visit just two weeks ago (almost three), I definitely don't have enough money (or time off) to do so right now, unfortunately.  But I'm planning on getting lunch and dinner/spend the evenings and nights with her for the next three days that she's here.

Other than that, I'm still holding out hope that my friend Nolan will be in the City in early June (I really would love to get dinner with him!) and then my friends Theo and Jordan are coming for the first week of July! So plans a plenty are still happening.  Not to mention the fact that my mom has THREE (!) trips planned for New York in the coming year - one in the fall, one during Christmas time, and one next spring! So lots to look forward to as my time in the City is drawing to a close (since I predict moving back to the west coast by some time next year).

Friday, May 18, 2018

Life Highlights: Drabble 12


Lately I've just not been "feeling God".  I know I should, but I don't.  I feel like this past month I've been focused on other things (perhaps distractions, perhaps not), but church on the whole has been a pretty low priority for me.

I don't feel engaged or enthusiastic to attend (just a vague sense of guilt for not going).  I don't feel like there's a lot of major spiritual epiphanies happening (in terms of me having some larger revelation about my inner life/spirituality/etc), although they were a dime a dozen for the first three months of 2018, so it makes sense that at some point I would reach a moment where they would slow.  Perhaps I should pray more or take more time for Bible devotions.  Or even just write more of my script.  But for right now I'm just not "feeling it".

There could be, you might argue, something to be said for "spiritual discipline", where you do things even when you don't "feel" like it (like devotional readings every morning even when you don't want to), but I don't know how actually helpful that is (or isn't).  To establish constancy in an inconstant world is good, but I'm not sure how actually useful it is for enriching your spiritual life when you feel like talking is a pointless waste of time.

Don't get me wrong - I think both sides of the argument raise good points.  But right now I'm not feeling incline to agree with spiritual discipline as of late.  Even though I know God is still working and moving and shaking in my life, I've just been too tired to experience the proper gratitude for all He's done for me.

After I go to the Lincoln Center for a concert tonight, I'm preparing to sleep all Saturday (with a few errands in between).  And perhaps a good classical music concert will put me in touch with the Spirit (feeling-wise) once again.

Creative Writing: Haiku 45


When you are hungry
But your stomach feels too small
And your tongue is tied

Wardrobe of Moral Imagination: Colouring Book Addition

Decided to share my Gravity Falls colouring pages with everyone on the blog!

Here's the pages I've coloured so far in no particular order:













































Creative Writing: Haiku 44


Forty-four haikus
Later, and I still have not
Written about you

Creative Writing: Haiku 43


Sailing on the sea
White waves sneaking on deck as
They break over board

Current Contemplations: Prepared Vs Ready


Lately I've been thinking back to a conversation I had with my most excellent mentor, Dr. Wright.  It was around three to four years ago, and I was talking about my confusion over people my age already getting married and having kids.  He told me that no one ever felt ready, but that the only way to be ready is to do whatever it is you want to do - like getting married.

At the time I thought that was impossible.  How can you do something you're not ready to do? The closest thing I could figure at the time was that it was similar to reading Plato as an eighteen year old - you don't feel ready to engage with him, but by doing the reading you made yourself ready to read dense philosophy.

Now, however, I understand even better what Dr. Wright was talking about, and he was 100% right (as I often find the wiser, mentor types are).  Although I will make the subtle distinction to alter his advice to say: you will never feel ready, but you can be prepared.

By this I think of my nephew who wants to be on Broadway.  He currently lives in California and goes to a good JC out there.  However, he posted on Facebook that he wants to apply to a university out here in New York and move out here to pursue his dreams.  He was asking for advice and, via private messaging, we talked about his desire to get out to the City.

The main thing he mentioned that was keeping him from immediately going out here for school was the financial aspect.  I completely understood - and do understand - that conundrum.  Wanting to move out, but worrying about having enough money to do so is a serious concern.  But I ended up telling him the same thing, more or less, that Dr. Wright told me.

That you will never feel ready.  You will never feel like the amount that you saved is enough.  You will never feel like your paycheques will cover everything.  You will never feel like you want to leave everyone you know and love back home.  It's exciting, but it's also scary because, of course, you've never done something like this before.  But that doesn't mean you should let that stop you.  Because you will never feel ready until you take the leap of faith off the cliff.

However, that doesn't mean you can't be prepared.  By this I mean you can be smart about taking the leap.  You can try to budget out a reasonable cushion of savings, for instance (I didn't move out to New York with only $10 in my pocket and a one way plane ticket like in the films).  You can research costs ahead of time and message people who have done what you want to do.  There is a way to be reasonable prepared for success without ever feeling ready.  And I think this is the best you can hope to do in life, because like Dr. Wright said, you will never feel ready.

Although lately I've also considered situations in which this is swapped, or the rare instances where you feel both prepared and ready.  I think pre-teens and teenagers feel ready for things they aren't always prepared for - like moving out on their own or being in a long-term committed relationship.  This doesn't mean that all pre-teens and teenagers are, but I would assume most don't understand all the consequences of their actions (like most parents tell them and experts talk about all the time).  And I think this is a normal part of being a teen.

Conversely, after university, I find that most of my friends are reasonably prepared for what the world will throw their way, but almost all of them don't feel ready to go out and start their lives as adults.  Of course, like when we were pre-teens/teenagers, that doesn't stop us from pursuing what we think is the right thing to do.  However, that doesn't make it any less scary.

In my own life, I think the only time I've felt both prepared and ready is when I went off to university.  I was more than ready to leave my small hometown and I was also prepared to do so by the time I was a senior in high school.  But that's the only time I can remember those two things aligning.

It's weird to think that if you had told me then, that in only five years I would graduate top of my class from university with a film degree, stay in the honours programme, live on my own in New York City, and work as an executive assistant at HBO, I think I would've been even more eager to begin what I would've perceived as a new and better life.

But now I realise how much in life you go in blind and the thing that makes you "prepared" for anything that comes your way are the friends and family that care about you (and a little elbow grease).  And honestly, a City is not always more exciting than the country.

Life Highlights: Drabble 11


This past week has been extremely stressful so I took a mini-break from updating here to focus on inputting some journal entries, colouring in my new Gravity Falls colouring book, and crashing straight into bed as soon as I get home from work.  It's all been good, but I'm pretty sure I won't be able to sleep until June.

The more exciting news is that Marine is coming to visit this weekend, and my mom officially is coming to visit me this fall and for a few days during the Christmas season! A New York Christmas is hard to beat (only topped by, of course, a Christmas back home in Oregon!)

Otherwise, life has been slowly but surely maintaining a sense of normality which is nice.  I have a steady job, even if it's not exactly what I want to do, I have a flat with decent roommates, and I've even been getting out there and meeting people which is pretty groovy.

As someone said out here - everyone is always looking for a new job, a new place to live, or a new relationship in New York City - and I'm officially part of the pack now.

Friday, May 11, 2018

Thursday, May 10, 2018

Life Highlights: Drabble 10


"Look, real life stinks sometimes, okay, I'm not gonna lie. But there's a better way to get through it than denial, and that's with help from people who care about you. It's how we've gotten through our whole lives."

Binge watched Gravity Falls while waiting out the clock during the extremely slow day at work today.  And it made me really happy like it did five months ago when I first watched it in January.

It made me remember that for so much of my life I focused on what I didn't have versus what I did - how having a wealth of family and friends makes me richer than any amount of professional success or romantic love interest.  Friends and family are what help make life worth living and can show you Christ's unconditional love in the best way possible.

Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Creative Writing: Haiku 41


I am very tired
But I must persist through it
I just want to sleep

Life Highlights: Todd and Annaliese Visit


I had an absolutely incredible time with Annaliese and Todd while they visited of course! We did almost everything a tourist can do in New York City this past week.  A brief overview is as follows:

On the first day we went to eat at McGee's before walking around Times Square.

 On the second day we went to see the Statue of Liberty, Battery Park, the Financial District, the World Trade Center, the 9/11 Memorial, Chinatown, Little Italy, Nolita, and the East Village before going home to crash.

On the third day we went to Midtown to see Grand Central Station, the Chrysler Building, the UN, the NYC Public Library, Bryant Park, a Broadway Show (Phantom of the Opera), and then back to the East Village to go eat at Ivan Ramen, go to a bar called Bonnie Vee so Todd could meet up with a potential future Harvard roommate, and go to a real speakeasy.

On the fourth day we went over to Brooklyn Bridge park and Coney Island before heading back to Manhattan to go to MoMA and see a classical music concert at Carnegie Hall.

On the fifth day we went to Caffe Reggio before doing a walking tour around Washington Square Park, Nolita, NoHo, SoHo, Greenwich Village, Chelsea, and Gramercy, looking at the Highline, the art galleries, Madison Square Park, the Flatiron Building, Union Square, and the Strand, before heading back up to the Theatre District to see the second Broadway show - Kinky Boots.

On the sixth day we went up to Columbia University to explore the campus before going back down to see the Natural History Museum and then over to Brooklyn to see the Brooklyn Museum (and Bowie Exhibit!) and Prospect Park, finishing off the day by going to a jazz bar in Brooklyn and seeing Madison Square Garden/Herald Square before going inside the Empire State Building.

On the seventh day we were supposed to go to the Met, but in my oversight I didn't realise the Met was closed on the same day of the Met Gala.  So unfortunately we weren't able to go see it.  However, we did see the outside of it and explored Central Park before going down to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge and wander around Little Italy/Nolita for a final time before their flight.

Overall we had a great time.  Annaliese took the most pictures of the three of us, so those will be posted as soon as she goes through all of them and deems us worthy of sharing Google Drive permissions.  (And I can't wait to see them!)

But yesterday I was swamped at work, and by the time I got home it was all I could do to not just pass out in bed.  Annaliese unfortunately brought airport germs into my abode, so I've been sick this past week as well.

But hopefully now I'm back on track to my fairly regular routine.  It still feels weird to be here after they left - as if I stayed to vacation in the City by myself (minus the work bit).  But to be honest, I just can't wait to sleep all weekend!

Tuesday, May 1, 2018

Life Highlights: Drabble 9


Today is the day! After five long months of waiting, my favourite little trolls will be here in New York with me in just a few hours!

Tonight I'm taking them to see Times Square (to get it out of the way, because seriously, no one wants to go to Times Square), and then I'm off work until next week to go explore the City with them! I'll definitely show them the office building I work at (although not the inside), when we go see Bryant Park and the Public Library on Thursday so they get an idea of where I spend most of my time.

Otherwise, I'm pretty excited just to take them down Broadway! Like I told the French guy I met, when I'm happy, I'm too much of a Bowie fan not to say that is music is what's blasting in my headphones.  And today it's been either GMM or Bowie concerts! I started with Glass Spider, but switched over to his 1996 performance at Rockpalast because nothing says celebrate like mid-90s grungy, jungle rock.

It's a gorgeous day outside too - sunny and 80 degrees (not that I would know being indoors - the air conditioning is so cold in the morning that I end up wearing a jacket inside).  A perfect start to their time out here! And it looks like the Lord has answered my prayers for some great weather too, as it's essentially partly cloudy in the 70s and 60s while they're here!