Waiting to Get There. Usually on the A/C/E in Chelsea, New York City.

 I went to the salon up the street to have my hair colored. I've been going there for idk five years? And I have this running passive aggressive battle with them.   Tbh I think I am the only one aware there is a fight ongoing, so not sure what you call it when you are the only combatant. Probably something like "punching yourself in the face" but who am I to speculate. The non-actual-fight is about the salon policy that if you don't pay for it separately, they won't blow dry your hair for you at the end. I guess at some point, they realized they were giving what amounts to a free blow-out and other people charge a lot of money for blow outs, so, three points for capitalism? Upon reflection, I'm not sure why this bothers me as much as it bothers me. It might be because if you do decide to pay to have someone blow dry your hair, it's always going to be one of the assistants, and frankly, they're still assistants for a reason. I feel like I'm part of

It is a taxidermy deer bedecked in crystals The artist, Kohei Nawa calls it a "PixCell" When Darcey and Kent were in the city we popped into the Met and whipped through "Asia." And Woah!!! There he was!  Another angle of the deer which is so sparkly I could barely take a picture! I had seen this same PixCell deer marvel at the Met maybe ten years ago. That time it was upstairs in one of those crazy rooms on top of "Egypt" with a huge skylight and sunshine flooding in. The deer was lit up like a celebration.  I was so taken by the whole sight of it I went back again a week later, but the exhibit had already changed. I couldn't remember the name of the artist and was therefore totally S.O.L.  I mean, what the f* do you google if you want to find a crystal taxidermy deer?  oh. well. I just googled "crystal taxidermy deer" and found a very relevant video: I'd swear it was a new video but it's 11 years old... probably they made it the

 My hydroponic game is for sure leveling up. 

 Look, fountain pens are the bomb.  First you have the pens themselves which are gold or silver. They're heavy and they look cool. I sometimes trek down to the Fountain Pen Hospital in TriBeCa just to get my mitts on them. (Even though Fountain Pen Hospital hours are extremely inconvenient and you have to use your outside voice to get someone to help you in that joint.) We nerds love our fountain pens so much that there's a metric assload of entire blogs and instagram feeds about them. There's major sub-reddits. There are huge arguments about nibs and these arguments are not ironic. Then there's ink. I have bottles and bottles of ink in really cool looking glass vessels and in all these nifty colors. Here' a few of them: https://fountainpenlove.com/ Ok someone else, the gentleman behind "Fountain Pen Love," took the above photo, but I think I have three of the same inks in my own hoard as well. You see, I'm very attuned to what is tres cool amongst in

  Lookin' good! I was thinking about how much elbow grease is required by like Marines or folks who wear tuxedos to get a mirror-shine going. But yeah, I'm styling right now, at least until my first mud puddle. Considering it's the driest it's been in 100 years around here though... my shoe shine might last a little longer than frankly I'd like it to.

Renya and I have been taking annual adventures. We pick a destination to hike to (always on the island of Manhattan) and make a lot of ado about footwear and packing snacks and planning the route. It is mostly all for show because, you know, we're in Manhattan. If we forget to pack a snack we can just stop at a deli and if we get lost, well, I'm sure an Uber driver could geolocate us. But I digress. Mostly the hard part is finding a day where both of us are free to galavant. Last year we hiked up to the Little Red Lighthouse right under the GWB. It was definitely a thing so our adventure this year had a high bar.   Little Red Lighthouse under the George Washington Bridge Thankfully, one of us stumbled across: "Hike the Heights promotes the use of the  Giraffe Path , an urban trail that connects the Cloisters to Central Park through the escarpment parks of northern Manhattan. This giraffe-shaped trail takes its shape from existing trails and streets that connect Fort Tryon