I ran into an old pal of mine from college the other night while catching my favorite band Nervous Cabaret perform in DUMBO. We chatted about the usual stuff like jazz shoes, glitter, and what salon we like to get our hair permed (I lied and told him I go to bumble & bumble but the truth is...shhhh, it's just a Toni perm).

Later on we got really deep and he turned me onto
video fresh off the net. Here's the set up: The future is 2014. The New York Times is going off line. It's like TRON, but not. Seriously, click on this. It's freaky-deaky.

Bon anney


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