The Hobo Has Moved On

In true hobo fashion, I've changed digs--virtual digs this time.

I have enough troubs updating one blog, let alone two. I'm having a bit more fun visual blogging from my phone, so I'm going to put this discursive hobo blog to rest, and concentrate on Urban Sucker, because I'm a sucker for New York City these days, and I want to enjoy that fact, and share it with you, anyone who has checked this old blog out.

So to see what's up with Candy Sue, visit Urban Sucker!

A few things I learned from Stefan Sagmeister

One reason I love New York: Stefan Sagmeister lives here. I saw him speak at FIT tonight and left inspired and refreshed by life. Hope isn't dead.


And I guess I'm officially in love with this TED, because a lot of my favorite people are involved with it. Here is a talk Sagmeister gave there, and it actually includes some of the things I saw tonight.

I can't get the embed code to work, so I have to use a link. Sorry. Watch this video!

http://www.ted.com/talks/view/id/50

Done!

Grad apps are done. Now the waiting game. And the questioning. Should I spend this stupid amount of money? Do I even want to leave New York anymore?

If I am lucky, I will be hopping a plane to Peru with my friend Erin soon to get my mind off of this stuff. To start, I got a membership to Netflix and a little Hello Kitty TV with a DVD player built in. And then there are all the things in NYC I have yet to do.

And then, there is my new visual blog that doesn't bother with words, and therefore is easy to update almost daily (so far, it has been daily!): http://urban-sucker.blogspot.com

School, financial aid, paying for frustration rather than getting paid to be frustrated. Then there's the spending my days doing what I want to do, getting better at writing, learning to teach, and working on a book-length project that I hope will be not only published but help me move to the next step of community service and grants and meeting amazing people. Oh blah, blah. When the time comes, I'll see what my options are. Then I'll know what to do.

Essays and Radio

Listening to the radio on a Sunday night, there are all kinds of fascinating shows. I just learned the difference between the sound of a piano accordion and a button accordion. I wish I could describe it, but it would make more sense if you listened yourself.

I have three more applications to do by Feb. 1, and then my graduate school applications are done. No more explaining why "this" school is the best one for "praxis" and "pedagogy." No more "intellectual" autobiographies. Not that it's been bad; it's been interesting, but it will be nice not to panic that I won't have enough time to finish that essay...

By the way, did I mention that I am living alone for the first time in 7 years? And how much I love it? And how much I love this particular corner of my "anteroom" in my studio apartment--right above my desk.

Back to essays.

Adorable Brooklyn

Speaking of departures...farewell, Jerz!

I have bid the fascinating Jerz adieu, and returned to my NY home, the beautiful borough of Brooklyn! (Much to my heart's delight.)

The graffiti in my neighborhood is awesome: someone painted "I Love You" on a building. The girls in the Latino grocery always smile and ask how I'm doing. And the crazy old men on the street call you "Baby" and like to laugh. Yes, I'm back on the dreaded G train, but ah, heck, nothing wrong with a little thing called "return." I started in NYC on the G, why not come back to it. Even though it sucks, it feels like home.