People and places, near and far, beautiful things and ugly things, the ocean and trees, rooftops and sunsets, the world. I love to travel to far away places. Sometimes I even like to travel to places right up the Hudson that seem a million miles away from NYC. I can't stop loving the city though, and good coffee, and my best friends, and quiet talks, early mornings, and late nights, caffeine-induced creative breakthroughs, red wine, furry fluffly animals, salt water, swimming naked in the ocean at night, a great book, soft sheets, the smell of a new season, running over the bridge, walking in the village, jumping in a river, new orleans, food, going out to dinner, the delta, cooking for someone, having someone cook for me, my family, december, summertime, movement...
maybe you, probably not
i like a groovy beat.
just saw half nelson, great movie, solid acting. a guide to recognizing your saints. my friends made a movie called four eyed monsters. all of these movies take place in new york city, and all are brilliant in their own way. going to see killer of sheep next.
I don't do tv. ok, occasionally I watch Will & Grace reruns. and Frasier when I can't sleep. Those who know me know that unfortunately I now am into Grey's. And Six Feet Under changed my life forever.
Running With Scissors, Dry, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, The Poisonwood Bible, The Red Tent, Naked, Wicked, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, A Confederacy of Dunces, The Fountainhead, Atlas Shrugged, Their Eyes Were Watching God, She's Come Undone, Middlesex, A Farewell to Arms, Before Night Falls, House of Spirits, One Hundred Years of Solitude, Istanbul.
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