Mommy

I transcribed a voice-mail from my mother.

Hi kid.

I’m so excited, I went to that Trader Joe’s on Route 17.  

I had to go through the tolls and everything because it’s a big store. 

And I was so excited, I was so nervous coming back I thought I’d lose my way but it was FINE.

I spent about 89, 90 dollars there.  Ooh, I almost bought the whole shop. 

It’s a nice shop – big -  but I LOVE  the Brooklyn one, the people there are KYOO-ter. 

Ok, bye.

Let It Go

Koko taught me how to say "let it go and it will come back to you" in Armenian.  While the context was around a waitress bringing dessert, it has profound implications.

Phonetically butchered:
torgh gana, yev hed gaga.

Cryptography

I began a 3-part cryptography class at the Brooklyn Brainery and had my first lesson in code-making and -breaking.

Urban Path

I made a new home for a little plant.

Then I forged a path and made notes (first mental, then digital), especially on places to return.
       
I walked east along 10th St., starting on 7th Ave.  Two rules: no photos, so as not to simply capture and scurry on, as I tend to do; second, no purchases.

This is what I saw:
- Jefferson Market Garden - open all days except Monday, from 12-6pm
- children playing in a schoolyard - one with a mohawk, another with a suitcase
- my old NYU dorm Rubin Hall and its cafeteria marketing campaign whose posters allude to its unique ambience
- Brooke Shields and 2 children
- exquisite wooden carvings on the facade of NYU's Center for Jewish Life
- a 1940s reenactment being filmed for a Capital One commerical
- a leafy plant whose foliage was green on top and purple on its belly
- Quintessence raw food restaurant
- La Plaza Cultural, another fenced-in garden on Ave C just below 9th St - open 12-5pm on weekend April - end of October

Didgeridoo

Nancy-Laurel Pettersen taught me how to get sound from a didgeridoo.

Monica Williams led us all in a reading of Chekov's Three Sisters.

Football

Calvin O. Butts V, my godson, taught me how to throw a football.

Collection

I went to Kimberly Faulkner's house; she was watching Project Runway.  I sketched an imaginary collection of dresses, 4 seasons.