Civic Ninja

April 2, 2010

Not only did I do my taxes today (an ideal activity for a very muscularly sore cripple), I also signed a petition to help a restaurant owner acquire a liquor license. That’s right, I am out and about taking full advantage of my right to pay taxes and drink in a public place. God bless America!

On a more musical note, I plugged in my old Casio keyboard this morning, dusted it off and went through some exercises from my tortured days in music theory class at NYU. They’re not half as bad as I remember them, and I think the practice is worthy of incorporating into my daily routine. I also sang through some of my songs and tried not to move my jaw. It’s considered bad form, believe it or not, to move your mouth too much while you’re singing. Let’s face it, I’ve got another few weeks stuck in my apartment, I might as well tackle the nitty gritty.

I succumbed to “Lost” for a large part of the afternoon, I will not disclose specifics.

I hobbled to Tompkins Square park around 3:30 to remind myself that I am not lost on an island, but in fact residing in (arguably) the best city in the world and, in the words of Avenue Q, “there is life outside your apartment.” I brought along my camera and have posted my findings for your viewing pleasure. I’ve become quite fond of that little device, and I’m starting to foray into editing my raw masterpieces on iPhoto. See if you can spot which ones have been edited...

Since most of my friends are either celebrating Good Friday or too cool to hang with their crippled pal, I spent my Friday night organizing the apartment. It had to be done. I also wrote to my uncle in Japan (he’s a famous artist there and a mentor to me), and I uploaded the pictures from my camera which you see before you. Tragically, I have yet to learn any of my uncle's photography skills, so try not to be too critical of my collection.

I practiced guitar and decided to print out the online tabs which I’ve been using, as playing with my computer between my legs has grown rather tiresome.

More “matzoh caprese” -like food items interspersed throughout the day. The combination of flavors has lost all appeal. Tomorrow night I’m going out for Indian food, a surprisingly Passover-friendly cuisine (if you’re cool with eating rice, that is, and I totally am).

Losing the energy to write -- matzoh lacks the power to sustain...