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Jackie had a conference in NYC last week, so Oscar and I decided to tag along. He had his first trip to a zoo (Central Park), and I took him to FAO Schwartz. I think he had a good time hanging out with me. I definitely enjoyed spending a whole work-less week bonding with him. I also performed with my pal Darci at The Ritalin Readings, an event hosted by Lindsay Robertson and Gabe Delahaye. The readers were (by order of appearance)…
Here, listen for yourself:
Afterward, I walked into a bar in the back and passed Victor Garber. He didn’t look happy that a bunch of no-name under-fifty whippersnappers were invading his space, but it was still pretty sweet to see Jack Bristow in the flesh. I also ran into Uncle Grambo, who I knew was going to be there and solely for whom I made the lead-balloon-esque “Baseline” joke*.
After we left Mo Pitkins, I met Jason Trachtenberg on the street. I was drunk by that point, so I obnoxiously fawned over him on account of I like his music. I only realized yesterday that I forgot to tell him how much I love his Dr. Worm cover on Hello Radio. Maybe next time.
Then we walked over to some other bar, and who should be in there, but Jesse Popp, a guy I’ve known more than 20 years and who grew up about 5 blocks from me. In a city of millions, we ran into each other completely by accident. Total serendipity.
For other takes on the event, check out this account on Whatevs and this one from Corporate-Casual. I’m told I was there for the VH1′s The Agency fiasco, but I literally have zero recollection. I’m not positive I wasn’t slipped the date-rape drug, though with a body like mine, I can’t blame anyone.
*You see, if you travel east on 8 Mile, it turns into Baseline for a couple miles. It was never funny and never will be funny, but I sure as hell did say it in front of a group of people who paid to laugh.
So it sure seems like I’m blogging here regularly-ish again, eh? Never saw that coming. Probably won’t last.