meme, mail, The Ponys!!!!! and maybe I should think about a job; also, NYC

[oiran]

that journal name meme thing, as seen everywhere, but most recently on slodwick's LJ.

1. My journal title was actually gone, so I guess I took it out at some point, but I put it back (emphatically) for this meme. It says, "kick off my shoes, shut reason out," which is a line from a Tori Amos song called "Crazy" that I, um, relate to. In many ways besides the obvious.
   


2. Subtitle is also from that song. The line goes, "He said, 'First, let's just unzip your religion down,'" which is very sexy, and conflicted and rather *guh.* I like the vague, dirty theology concept wherever I think I find it.
   


3. I don't think the friends title shows up anywhere because I took the code for all that stuff out when I designed my own pages, but there are words that *could* show...it's more Tori. "Rabbit, where'd you put the keys?" But, again, I don't think there's anywhere you can see it. Oh--wait. It shows up at the top. Duh.
   


4. Username is velvetglove because it's a definite girl name and, while I enjoy people doing a double-take when I introduce myself as jed, that's only fun in person. Online, it's a pain, though I haven't been hanging out in areas where people challenge my gender much in the last couple years. I wanted a change. I was jedbird on TWoP and that was more of an in-joke between me and Mr. G. And there's a Daniel Clowes tie-in, and the iron fist dichotomy thing, and I rather like gloves. It also goes well with the "lady" images I tend to favor for icons. Or brings up stroking connotations with the naked boy icons. It's all good.

I'm mailing stuff out to a few people tomorrow. I think you know who you are; if not, you'll know I meant you when you get your packages ;)

I heard a record today that got me very excited: The Ponys. Per excitable record store guy, they kicked ass at SXSW. They're playing Memphis on Saturday, but it's a 3-hour drive and Mr. G will be just back from a business trip. I don't know how much leverage I can get out of the birthday thing, and admittedly I've only driven through Memphis and have no idea where/when/how to go to a show there. But, anyway: The Ponys. They're like Killing Joke produced by Phil Spector, played loud for girls to drink beer to. Woo! Record store guy could not sell me a copy because the one playing was his own and he was not giving it up, even for charming, charming me.

It has occurred to me that I should ingratiate myself and try to get them to give me a half-assed job, because I miss having new music all the time. I am not above using wiles to get work...it's just I've never had a line of work where wiles would do a damn bit of good. And while this record store doesn't sell comic books, it has way better music options than the other indie record store.... A job where I could sing and bounce around and have it be more or less normal behavior appeals. I mean, really, do I seem like a medical researcher to any of you? Maybe I was at one point, but I don't think I could anymore, even if I wanted to. A medical career left me more cynical than I would have been anyway, and also prone to telling stories about gross vaginal discharges while people are eating.

NYC: Where's good to stay? Cheap (ha!), in the city, clean. I tend to favor boutique or independent ventures over chains, but I can stay anywhere that is clean, really. We're planning frantically...

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[porntestpilot.livejournal.com]

I like arguing with people that you are, in fact, a girl as well. I like Jed, I think it suits you. Of course, I haven't met you off-line.

Like slipping into a velvet glove [ie anal sex euphimism in some story]. I still can't stop snickering anymore when I see your username. Of course, due to the sheer amt of this stuff I've read I tend to snicker at chairs. Damn porn. Fax machines make me think of sex.

[pepperjackcandy.livejournal.com]

I like the vague, dirty theology concept wherever I think I find it.

You mean like this?

[slodwick.livejournal.com]

Oh, I meant to tell you that I got my CDs, in case you were wondering. And I'm enjoying the hell out of them, as if there was any doubt. *g*


On the lodgings front: when I was in NYC, I stayed at the Novatel on Broadway. It's right at Times Square (with a big neon sign on the side, even, for easy location from a distance), but it was still remarkably quiet. The rooms start on the eight floor, so you have some buffer between rooms & the street.

It was also very clean, recently remodeled, with a swank little bar/restaurant in the lobby and a cute (and delicious) diner at street level. The room itself was rather spacious, from what I've seen of other NYC hotel rooms (I had the king size bed)... plus, the internet rate was exceptional, IMO.

[porntestpilot.livejournal.com]

I'm kind of surprised. Librarians are usually sort of scary liberal, but maybe that is just about the first amendment.

[j-bluestocking.livejournal.com]

I'm going to NY for a week, probably starting May 15. I'm an ex-New Yorker, but here are a few hotels I just found online that I've never heard of -- the first two in the Village:

http://www.1-800-868-9218.com/us_ny_new_york/820_the_atrium.html

You will note A Feature Of Interest regarding this one:

http://www.wshotel.com/

And in Little Italy:

http://www.newyorkviews.com/newyork/pioneerofsohohotel.htm

There's also Journeys End, about which I know nothing except that nobody's heard of it, so it may be reasonably priced, and the Barnard Club used to send their overflow there.