Posts tagged with #new york

Anya Marina at Union Hall in Park Slope, Brooklyn

Anya brings her mom on stage Anya brings her mom on stage

Shirt & signed “Felony Flats” CD Shirt & signed “Felony Flats” CD

Ultimate Rap League battles at SOB’s in SoHo, New York City

Shotgun Suge (vs Bill Collector) Shotgun Suge (vs Bill Collector)

Bill Collector (vs Shotgun Suge) Bill Collector (vs Shotgun Suge)

Math Hoffa (vs John John Da Don) Math Hoffa (vs John John Da Don)

John John Da Don (vs Math Hoffa) John John Da Don (vs Math Hoffa)

Visiting New Orleans... At least it's spring somewhere

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Previously: Weather to stay

Tina Roth Eisenberg a.k.a. swissmiss

A photo of her giving a talk
within a photo of her giving a talk.

At Scholastic in SoHo, New York City.

Building a box fort in the new apartment

Previously: Floor bored (waiting for packages)

Sitting on the floor of my new, empty Brooklyn apartment, waiting for FedEx and UPS. Dear lord, please let no one Unhappy Hipster me.


Late night pool at Space Billiards in Korea Town, New York

Metropolitan Museum of Art with Daisy & Hannah

Thought #1: It’s midnight? I’ll just assemble this bike real quick.

Thought #2: Damnit.

But I now have an exercise bike in Portland, Oregon and San Jose, California and Brooklyn, New York.

Hannah judges Urbana Diva Slam 2013 in Lower East Side, NY

Saw some amazing spoken word poetry at Urbana Diva Slam, where ladies battled to see who’d represent at the 2013 Women of the World Poetry Slam in March.

I was introduced to poets I should have been following all along: Catalina Ferro, who’s quickly becoming one of my favorites and Thuli Zuma, who took the win Tuesday night. The appearance by Taylor Mali was a wonderful surprise, as well.

Need to do this again. And again. And again.

(Thanks for coming, Daisy & Hannah!)

Sara drove down to New York!

My childhood friend, 18 years and counting. Since the days of, “Wanna play?” Before ubiquitous phones, when she announced her arrival by throwing pebbles at my bedroom window. When she’d come over in the morning and torture me awake so we could carpool to class.

Elementary school recess. Punch buggy bruises. 7-11 candy. Super Nintendo babysat. Four square, tag and tanbark.

18 years and it still feels like we end our playtime too soon.

Previously: Old bachelor & spinster

After-hours at Tooker Alley in Brooklyn

Daisy doodles on guest checks

Daisy's Check Drawings

After-hours at Tooker Alley in Brooklyn