Happy Friday!
Bodega Flowers by Lindsey Frances
Things that happened recently:
We still have a sentient bag of excrement as our President, but at least there were some notable gains from the midterm elections on Tuesday. Jefferson Beauregard Sessions III is on his way back to his hollowed-out tree stump, Trump’s replacement definitely violates the Constitution, and beloved hero RBG is literally crumbling along with our democracy.
Men are still the actual worst, but I would probably still vote for one in 2020.
In what is probably too obvious of a metaphor for our current times, The Hall of Fame for Great Americans (in the Bronx) is in serious need of repairs.
Things to do in New York this week:
Saturday night a friend and I are going to see David Cross at BAM and then to the Trump Dump: American Tantrum Book Tour with The President Show’s brilliant Anthony Atamanuik at the Bell House—tickets for both shows are still available.
Bring your Halloween pumpkins and gourds to a Pumpkin Smash event this weekend, and turn your old jack o’lantern into compost for city parks and green spaces. Times and locations for all five boroughs can be found here.
The first major American retrospective of Andy Warhol in thirty years opens Monday (to the public) at the Whitney Museum of American Art (where I once saw Leonardo DiCaprio).
Things I’ve discovered recently:
Diets most definitely do not work, and we should all be intuitively eating.
Speaking of food, I just finished this book and it made happy that we no longer live in the age of embalmed milk and slimy military meats, but we still have a long way to go.
For years slipping bra straps were the bane of my existence but I just bought three new racer back bras and I wish I hadn’t wasted so much of my life fishing around for fallen straps.
I was excused from jury duty after just two days, which was a relief despite my lifelong eagerness to be selected for a case (be careful what you wish for!). I’m happy to be able to savor my last few weeks in my own office before we move uptown—and into cubicles—at the beginning of the new year. The weather lately has been absolutely perfect and despite the time change, I love this time of year (I once read an entire book about Daylight Saving time and I still don’t understand it). I’m looking forward to our comedy double header on Saturday night, and my mom and I have plans for diner breakfast before we check out this year’s Canstruction contest (our fifth time going!). I’ve decided to work my way through the Meryl catalog again this winter, and I’ve already rewatched Out of Africa (now I want to reread the book) and the underrated Plenty—I have Silkwood queued up next. Have a great weekend!
