Thanksgiving was great, I went out to Aunt Caroline's. As is typical of any time I travel, there were a few minor mishaps on my way to dinner. I got to Penn station on thanksgiving morning to catch the Long Island Rail Road but it was absolutely packed and I had to wait in line forever to get a ticket and ended up missing the train because it took so darn long. The lady assured me-- all the while letting me know through her body language and tone that the last place she wanted to be on thanksgiving was in a crowded station answering stupid questions-- that there was another train on the Oyster Bay line heading out at 12:30. Dinner was supposed to be at 2:00, so I would have just enough time.
Of course, they announce that Sea Cliff station is next, and I get out of my seat and ready to leave the train. Out the window goes Sea Cliff, speeding by-- what was I supposed to do, jump? Was this like a rolling stop or something? The conductor came on and said, "Well ladies and gentlemen, please be patient, it looks like we forgot to engage the brakes. We will provide alternative transportation back to Sea Cliff at the next station." are you kidding me? OF COURSE the guy forgets to stop at the one station I need to get off at. UGH. So as to delay inevitable travel mishaps as long as possible, I stayed on Long Island for the remainder of the weekend.
I've started a new job in addition to the sitting. I am working for a non-profit called "Foster Pride," which teaches art classes to foster kids in the city. It is a really really cool organization. I have been doing office stuff so far-- I had to stuff and send out 400 envelopes for our annual fundraising appeal-- but Melanie (my boss, so great, like the nicest person on earth) said that soon I would probably be able to help out in classrooms, which would be so cool.
Last night I went to a Matisyahu concert at Brooklyn Bowl, a concert venue about three blocks from my apartment. Lexy found out about the concert, he's one of her boyfriend's favorites so she figured she should check him out. Not going to lie, I really had no clue about him or his music before the show: I googled him as "Modest Yahoo," thinking that is what Lexy kept saying when she said his name. It was an awesome show though, so cool. He is a reggae/hiphop artist from NYC, and he is a Hasidic Jew, so he performs in all his garb, which makes it a really singular experience. there was a huge disco Dreidel hanging from the ceiling, which would have been worth seeing on its own. So glad I got to see him though, I really love his music. Here are a few links to some of his songs.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kS9uTiEY9ag&feature=channel
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ChV5BZ8SmS0
By the way, I am officially a regular at God Bless Deli. Last night after the concert we went to get food and the guy said "have a good night Grady." Awesome.
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