It seems there are still people that have Roger and I friended, so I hope they will enjoy seeing this TOTALLY UNEXPECTED POST from me. Roger is currently struggling to remember his LJ password and has been "temporarily banned due to excessive failed login attempts" or some stupid thing. Hilarious.

How is everyone? Please give a "hello" would you, so we can recognize our audience as it still stands. You loyal folk to never give up on us... even after it being like... a year and a half or something. Yikes.

I guess we haven't ever gotten that used to this Internet thing (well, and we're not always connected, if you know what I mean), but I'm seeing more film-making possibilities using this com-pute-her thing (ha!) and Roger is reluctantly recognizing musical possibilities as well. In addition to the ease of finding other like-minded people with whom to collaborate. We are maybe accepting the digital age! Ten years too late! HOLD ON TO YOUR YARMULKES, FOLKS!

Gaahh! I've been nudged! I didn't even know LiveJournal had implemented such a devilish tool as the Nudge A Friend thing. What a weird thing that is potentially annoying.

Nonetheless, I suppose it was due time for me to come on here and say, "No no, we're not dead, really." It's been cold and I think it's supposed to snow in the next couple of days? Seems strange.

Roger, Mimi and I spent some time in the Central Park Zoo yesterday. Roger was appropriately inappropriate when confronted with monkeys and penguins. A seal tried to nuzzle with Mimi and I almost fell into the bear's pit.

After this we lounged in Central Park itself for a great while, witnessing two (or possibly the same one twice) wedding carriages go by and dicussed briefly our longing to be aboard one of them. Well, actually, that was just me and Mimi, Roger made peculiar faces at us and pretended to fall asleep in the grass.

And that is all from us today. :)

Okay, I have to run shortly, but today is awesome! I am riding around in various people's carpools and getting lots of great footage of real people and their reactions to the strike and even lots of other subjects like art, politics, etc, etc. It's like gold falling from heaven.

Gotta go!

The morning was spent doing a bit of volunteer work at the JCC today. I was able to get Roger to go because it is warm there and they feed you. Roger muses that we should give up this starving artist thing and just be volunteers. Also, speaking of warmth, it's freezing. There was slushy snow about today too. Nothing like wet snow to soak your shoes.

Anyway, now Maureen and Joanne are here and they are cutting out snowflakes from old screenplays and taping them to the windows. They say it's supposed to be cheerful, but it's really just making me colder. Oh well, I suppose, they did bring bread and cheese and that sort of thing and hot chocolate and other such comforts.

The door to the loft is stuck.

Open.

Hi. I'm updating to reiterate, for those who may be new around here, these High Holy Days are a pain in my ass. Seriously. Can it just be Yom Kippur already so we can eat?

L'Shanah tova tikatevu, everybody.

Danielle reminded me yesterday about something that I had gotten so used to that I haven't been talking about it at all. See, this past year we've been working with this guy Chris who wanted to make some sort of documentary or something about bohemian life. Anyway, things have been a disaster. I mean, the film is going to be great, I think, but people are still coming around and bothering us all the time and I am just about ready for it to end already.

On top of that, I think we might have a new stalker in wait. Nothing crazy has happened yet, but I keep seeing this girl everywhere I go and it's getting rather creepy. I think she was in the production crew of that film or something, I'm not sure.

In other news, Roger (luvmyfender) posted for the first time in forever, so everyone should go bug the hell out of him for me. That is, if you want to read the sporatic ramblings of Mr. Sourpuss all the time. Ha!

Well, friends, nothing exciting has been happening in my life. So sad. :(

But, I found this picture the other day and because I like to torture myself, made a new userpic from it so I can stare at it every now and then... like now.

Gee, Maureen, when was that taken? 1987? 88? It wasn't marked on the photo.

I feel like it needs words. Anyone?

I am going to kill Roger. He is such an ass. Every time we go to the nearby kosher deli, he can not resist asking for cheese on his sandwich.

CHEESE. And then he wants milk.

Poor Max Rabbinowitz, though Roger has done it before, must have glared at Roger for an entire minute while Roger laughed and laughed because he thinks he is hilarious.

I apologized to poor Max, who is such a great guy and finally kind of found the humor in it and chuckled as he actually succumbed to Roger's request in that he told Roger he could fill a glass with non-dairy creamer if he liked.

I'm finding it harder and harder to hide behind my knishes.

*looks out into the abyss*

*wonders if anyone remembers he exists*

You know, I didn't post at all in 2004? This can happen when you are me. We hardly had electricity for most of 2004, so you can see my and Roger's dilemma in keeping up with our adoring public online.

Is anyone out there still? *hopes*

I have run down to use the computer at the library to let you all know that there is no electricity (as often is the case) in our building tonight. When I left, Roger was trying to read music by menorah light.

My hands are freezing. I'm going to go run back home now and try to warm my hands by that same menorah light.

Oooh, almost Hannukah time again, kids. I'm excited.

There is a menorah carved out of ice down the street. It's right next to a giant Santa carved out of ice. Someone forgot their Judeo-Christian values this year.

I wish I could go to bed right now.

Roger is annoying me.

Rosh Hashanah sucked.


That about updates it for me, friends.

This is New York, my friends, happening right before my eyes.

You know, I haven't read my friends list in such a long time... and so many cool people have friended me. I cleaned up my friends list today and got everybody on that's friended me so I can check them out too.

I have a bris to go to in a few days. I hate those damn things. It hurts me, man.

It. Is. So. Damn. Hot.

Why can't I seem to keep a stupid journal accurately? Eh? *sigh*

I have spent most of my days this summer in Central Park or wandering various festivals or waiting outside of Broadway theaters trying to film quickly escalating Broadway stars as they emerge from back stage after a show. It's the best I can do short of breaking in to see a show. Maureen must have connections to get me to see some shows, don't you think? Shoot.

Roger is driving me batty! That is all I have to say because to list specific examples would take all afternoon. I can only handle his extreme highs and lows so much before I just run out of the loft and wander the streets all day. Lately when I've returned just before dark he's gone until some godawful time in the morning. He'll walk right past me huddled over some new mess of film strips and go to bed. In the morning we're perfectly normal best friends again, but around noontime he goes batty again. GAAAHH.

I think I'll go see how much change I can find and go get an ice cream.

So, last night I watched this movie called Skokie. I wouldn't say it was a bad movie, but it definitely wasn't entirely intriguing either. It's about this city in Illinois called Skokie, and these Neo-Nazis from Chicago want to come there and march and such (set in um, I think it was about 1976). Basically the whole conflict of the film is that the Nazis have the constitutional right to march peacefully and have freedom of speech, yadda yadda yadda, but the people of Skokie (which by the way has a large population of Jews which includes several Holocaust survivors) are outraged that such a thing should take place, so on and so forth. A Jewish lawyer from the ACLU, determined to protect the first amendment though, goes and decides to defend the Nazis.

0_0

So yeah, it's all crazy. Anyway, the end is rather anti-climatic and annoyingly neutral and about forty-five minutes longer than it should be. Geh. It was driving me nuts but I was determined to finish watching it. The neutral ending made more frustrating by that point, that you had waited so diligently for the end. Although, the last ten minutes of documentary style ramble by the characters was much like something I would do. It really was okay, but my goodness. Of course, it probably didn't help that halfway through it I kind of diverted my attention to teaching Roger how to write his name in Hebrew and me getting one of the songs stuck in my head that a group of Jews started singing in the street near the beginning of the movie. By the end of the night, Roger had learned the first two lines by way of immersion. Heh. ^_^

Other than that, we haven't done too much but just live our lives like we always have. Roger had a gig last week, which I filmed of course and Roger likes to make anyone who walks through the door watch it. I've probably seen the thing upwards of four thousand times.

It's been warmer outside. Finally.

Roger bit all my chocolates in half and put them back in the box.

*sigh*

Maureen is out in the lot setting up her anti-war protest. She's really done some research... she's made a sign in about every language possible saying, "No More War".

I'm off to film.