on sunday, my sister and i are leaving to visit our brother in new york city. a cousin of mine, fred hersch, is a famous pianist (holy shit, he has a wikipedia page!) living in nyc who's agreed to set aside some time on monday and record with me at his studio in soho. if this isn't a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, then i don't know what is. also, if i can conjure up the cajones, i might also go to an open mic night at cleopatra's needle. which is serious shit, f'real. also a killer opportunity, should i choose to accept it (i will. don't worry.). btw, you're probably noticing i just put a closing parenthesis between two periods. am i even allowed to do that? what are your thoughts, fellow grammarians? (if you're as nerdy as i am, you probably read the last two words of the previous sentence and sang them in your head--or maybe out loud? i don't judge--to the tune of "marian the librarian". no? just me? okay.)
that about sums up what's on my mind right now. well, actually, it really doesn't. it's only a tiny fraction of what's on my mind, but i tend to figure that reading someone's stream of consciousness/incoherent written babble is far more interesting than reading what said someone actually thinks about anything. no again? too fucking bad. adieu.