Saturday, October 21, 2000

well, well, well, my little friends are discussing kitty-kats, midterms, contact lenses, blah, blah, blah...(one can feel a "haughty," "high society," "sean's in new york" comment coming) i just spent this evening at the famous greenwich village jazz club the village vanguard, listening to the jazz, the blues, the funky jazz of the great, the notable alto saxophonist lou donaldson and his quartet. he's 74, used to play with duke ellington, lives in the bronx, and plays ecstatically good sax. omigod, i'm in eighth heaven. i went with my israeli friend ella. beautiful, cultured, jewish. sax and judaism: it can't get better than this.

on a more, *cough, cough* "humble" note, nothing much more exciting than that has been happening. i've been reading the culture industry chapter of horkheimer and adorno's Dialectic of Enlgihtenment, and boy, am i going to rip them apart in my paper. one thing to their credit requires note: one of their main theses states that the new media bases itself upon repetition, and thus revolves around undifferentiating themes and allows for no originality and flexibility. the funny thing is that they keep on sayng this, at least every five sentences.

you know, i do find myself missing azrael, tia, andf lazarus, every now and then, but then again, maybe it's just the J&D and beer talking...

caroline, to my infinite envy, has landed a job in the administration's office of the new school. she is now an employee of the university, and not simply a student. she attends classes with FREE tuition, and needs only to pay the tax. damn that girl.

tomorrow, i am attending the birthday party of a greek friend of mine who has his B.A. in architecture from Cambridge University, England. he gave me a flier for the party. It reads (overlaid upon a xerox of davinci's last supper):
"please design a game to be played by 24 people seating drunk/ or not around a table."
"you will give the written rules to someone else and we shall trust the interpretation"
"please bring a bottle or two of wine and do not be too late as the fish will disappear."

disappearing fish? what the fuck?
 
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