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My parents came to visit for the weekend. That was fun. They got in around 7 on Friday, and we said goodbye at 3 on Monday. They used two excuses to come out 1) I go to school here, and 2) Phil Lesh and Friends had a residency at the Nokia Theater in Times Square. Being Dead Heads, they could hardly pass up the last weekend of said residency.
Friday night I met them at our friends Steve and Randy's apartment in the West Village. They stayed there Friday and Saturday nights. What's really cool is that Steve's friend Billy Cobin was there picking up some stuff and had stayed for hors d'oeuvres and wine. He's big in music, especially kids music as I came to find out. He was the Music Director for Gullah Gullah Island (I freaking loved that show. Apparently it was supposed to be the anti-Barney, I remember it being on a while after I was Barney age.) and does a lot of work-for-hire for other stuff as well. So we chatted a bit and he told some fun stories, and he gave me his business card. I'm not positive what I'm supposed to e-mail him about, but who knows. Maybe he needs an intern. That could be interesting. Anyway, he left after a bit, and the rest of us went to a restaurant about four blocks away that is apparently brand new. Their duck was really really good. After that we went back to Randy and Steve's place for a bit before I was put in a cab and sent home.
Saturday my dad came over to my dorm room to meet me and head to my favorite bagel place in Brooklyn. Now, this is my favorite because they have good bagels, are attached to a delicious cafe that serves breakfast all day, and it always feels like you're going on an adventure when you go. So fun. So my dad got over the fact that we were deep in Brooklyn (apparently he didn't leave Manhattan much when he and my mom lived here in the 80s) and had a yummy bagel sandwich breakfast. Then we headed back to my dorm where my mom joined us. I showed off the awesome apartment I have as a dorm room this year, and then we went grocery shopping. A great success. My cupboards have never been so stocked. We left to go to Randy and Steve's again, where my parents changed and got ready for the concert. Then we went to campus, where Elizabeth (a junior here and daughter of old college friends of the parents) had made reservations for us and her family. We ate at Otto, as usual, and it was delicious. Then we ran through the rain and hopped in cabs up to Times Square where the Nokia Theater is. We were able to sell our extra ticket no problem, and were there in time to claim spots on the front floor. It was a really good show and Elizabeth, her sister and I separated from the parents to venture closer for a while. There were belligerently drunk 43-ish men hitting on us, but it was a good show and we were able to mostly ignore them. At one point I think we were about three rows back.
Sunday I woke and met everyone up on St Marks Place for brunch at the same place Elizabeth took me when I stayed over in her dorm room during college visits my senior year of high school. They're still really yummy too. Then I took my parents and Elizabeth's dad back to the studios to give them a tour. Luckily The Northern were recording so I was able to show them 505 (where we do most of our work this year) and Laura Lee wasn't too busy in 510 so when my dad and Kevin wandered in there it wasn't a big deal. Then I had to meet Doug to do our mix project. That took about four hours, but we got it done, and while my parents went to the second Lesh show I went home to document the session and hang out with my neighbors yet again. We ended up watching Boondock Saints and James and the Giant Peach. I'd never seen Boondock Saints before, and I'm really glad I have. William DaFoe is insane. Later we started in on the first season of Weeds. That show is also awesome.
Monday I hauled myself up to campus at 11 to remember that my lecture was cancelled. Then I got a text from Sarb saying he would be in the city for a few hours that day and would I like to get together? I invited him to hang out with my parents and I. He was in Trenton on a train still when he called, so I went to meet my parents and eat lunch with them at Rockefeller Center while Dave got in. We met him at Macy's, where my mom and I were looking for sweaters. I really want a thick, long, turtleneck sweater, but I haven't found the right one yet. I did end up getting a simple shirt, different sweater, scarf, gloves, and new wallet though. Then I walked down to Madison Square Park with Sarb and Yasi where I said 'bye' and hopped on the subway down to class.
A good visit. Today was a meh Tuesday, and then Gillian made us pancakes for dinner. That was fun. Then John Hodgman was on Conan. Tomorrow I have to do a bunch of Programming work I'm behind on.
No news on the Paco front. Part of me wants to completely break down, but the part of me taking over has kinda gone numb to it and is ignoring it and going about life as usual. I find it a little eerie that I can do this, but it's almost like nothing ever happened most of the time. It's just life. I think my actual decision is that I'm going to try not to worry about it until December when I can actually see him in person again. It's always the worst late at night when I'm trying to fall asleep though. Too many times at the beginning of the year I would imagine him holding me if I couldn't get to sleep. Sappy, I know, but comforting.
Friday night I met them at our friends Steve and Randy's apartment in the West Village. They stayed there Friday and Saturday nights. What's really cool is that Steve's friend Billy Cobin was there picking up some stuff and had stayed for hors d'oeuvres and wine. He's big in music, especially kids music as I came to find out. He was the Music Director for Gullah Gullah Island (I freaking loved that show. Apparently it was supposed to be the anti-Barney, I remember it being on a while after I was Barney age.) and does a lot of work-for-hire for other stuff as well. So we chatted a bit and he told some fun stories, and he gave me his business card. I'm not positive what I'm supposed to e-mail him about, but who knows. Maybe he needs an intern. That could be interesting. Anyway, he left after a bit, and the rest of us went to a restaurant about four blocks away that is apparently brand new. Their duck was really really good. After that we went back to Randy and Steve's place for a bit before I was put in a cab and sent home.
Saturday my dad came over to my dorm room to meet me and head to my favorite bagel place in Brooklyn. Now, this is my favorite because they have good bagels, are attached to a delicious cafe that serves breakfast all day, and it always feels like you're going on an adventure when you go. So fun. So my dad got over the fact that we were deep in Brooklyn (apparently he didn't leave Manhattan much when he and my mom lived here in the 80s) and had a yummy bagel sandwich breakfast. Then we headed back to my dorm where my mom joined us. I showed off the awesome apartment I have as a dorm room this year, and then we went grocery shopping. A great success. My cupboards have never been so stocked. We left to go to Randy and Steve's again, where my parents changed and got ready for the concert. Then we went to campus, where Elizabeth (a junior here and daughter of old college friends of the parents) had made reservations for us and her family. We ate at Otto, as usual, and it was delicious. Then we ran through the rain and hopped in cabs up to Times Square where the Nokia Theater is. We were able to sell our extra ticket no problem, and were there in time to claim spots on the front floor. It was a really good show and Elizabeth, her sister and I separated from the parents to venture closer for a while. There were belligerently drunk 43-ish men hitting on us, but it was a good show and we were able to mostly ignore them. At one point I think we were about three rows back.
Sunday I woke and met everyone up on St Marks Place for brunch at the same place Elizabeth took me when I stayed over in her dorm room during college visits my senior year of high school. They're still really yummy too. Then I took my parents and Elizabeth's dad back to the studios to give them a tour. Luckily The Northern were recording so I was able to show them 505 (where we do most of our work this year) and Laura Lee wasn't too busy in 510 so when my dad and Kevin wandered in there it wasn't a big deal. Then I had to meet Doug to do our mix project. That took about four hours, but we got it done, and while my parents went to the second Lesh show I went home to document the session and hang out with my neighbors yet again. We ended up watching Boondock Saints and James and the Giant Peach. I'd never seen Boondock Saints before, and I'm really glad I have. William DaFoe is insane. Later we started in on the first season of Weeds. That show is also awesome.
Monday I hauled myself up to campus at 11 to remember that my lecture was cancelled. Then I got a text from Sarb saying he would be in the city for a few hours that day and would I like to get together? I invited him to hang out with my parents and I. He was in Trenton on a train still when he called, so I went to meet my parents and eat lunch with them at Rockefeller Center while Dave got in. We met him at Macy's, where my mom and I were looking for sweaters. I really want a thick, long, turtleneck sweater, but I haven't found the right one yet. I did end up getting a simple shirt, different sweater, scarf, gloves, and new wallet though. Then I walked down to Madison Square Park with Sarb and Yasi where I said 'bye' and hopped on the subway down to class.
A good visit. Today was a meh Tuesday, and then Gillian made us pancakes for dinner. That was fun. Then John Hodgman was on Conan. Tomorrow I have to do a bunch of Programming work I'm behind on.
No news on the Paco front. Part of me wants to completely break down, but the part of me taking over has kinda gone numb to it and is ignoring it and going about life as usual. I find it a little eerie that I can do this, but it's almost like nothing ever happened most of the time. It's just life. I think my actual decision is that I'm going to try not to worry about it until December when I can actually see him in person again. It's always the worst late at night when I'm trying to fall asleep though. Too many times at the beginning of the year I would imagine him holding me if I couldn't get to sleep. Sappy, I know, but comforting.
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