Yes, it's been awhile

Currently in a Brooklyn coffee shop enjoying an iced tea and listening to Last Shadow Puppets. Having a glorious time here without you.

It's been a long time since I wrote--I suppose for the same reason I sometimes don't answer the phone when good friends call I don't update this thing--nothing much to say and certainly nothing good at that. Might as well just keep my big mouth shut and keep on moving on.

But I arrived in Brooklyn on Friday on the first leg of an international, nulti-modal trip that will encompass the urban, the peri-urban, and the Laurentian Shield. New York City, Providence, the Adirdondacks, the north of Toronto, Lake Huron, and finally Chicago.

New York has been a mish-mash of hot humid weather and thunderous downpours, though I haven't noticed much because I've been quite drunk on cheap margaritas basically since I arrived. I reconnected with an old friend from London, took in Brooklyn Pride (which made me ashamed), and hopscotched around coffee shops. An old Brooklyn man lectured me on the death of Tim Russert being an example of why we should live life to the fullest, a cute restauranteur rescued me on a midnight bus ride because he had recognized me in his bodega earlier that evening, and I met Marc's new boyfriend. All in all the weekend has been what I wanted and needed.