So I took a day off from writing yesterday. I felt I deserved it. Actually was hanging out with Juan last night in Jersey City and he asked if I blogged and I was just so busy yesterday I totally forgot about it. It was a busy day, still recovering somewhat from the office party on Thursday, Friday night was just mainly flat lining on the couch. Bill to my surprise went into the city to Union Square to participate in the drummer’s circle despite the falling temperatures. That was fine by me, some alone time just watching TV was almost what the doctor ordered.

There was a plan to go to see the final day of an art show with Roda. Leave it to us to wait for the last day to go see it. It happened before a few years ago when we tried to see the Jean Michel Basquiat show at the Brooklyn Museum. We wound up not going in and waiting for three hours. This time was different. Rand had joined us and the three of us walked to the Path train together. Both Roda and I were hungry and Rand felt he could’ve eaten as well, but it was midafternoon and all the cafes and restaurants were jam packed.

The show at Deitch Projects was by Michel Gondry, director of several Bjork videos as well as ‘The Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind’ and more recently, ‘The Science of Sleep’ I hadn’t seen either film but I do enjoy his videos.

It was a lot of fun, and very interactive. Quite a few of the pieces were handmade out of corrugated box materials, and string. Clips of ‘The Science of Sleep’ were set up on various monitors. One was on a piano that corresponded with an image of someone playing the key that you would play in the ‘real’ world. Gael Garcia Bernal from ‘Y Tu Mama Tambien’ is in the film and there was a door peephole where you looked through into a hallway watching Bernal and various other people exiting and entering an apartment across the hall. That was in a room that was recreated from the film. A very crowded and messy room with posters of the Cure and the Clash on the wall. That looked somewhat familiar.

All in all it was a lot of fun like I said. I love going to art galleries and looking at art. I find the best art makes me laugh out loud. And there were more than a few laughs going on in the crowded gallery besides my own. A sense of wonderment, looking at items from a movie that I really want to go see now. It would’ve been nice if Juan could join us, but he was coming up later in the day.

We checked out another show at the other gallery that Deitch Projects has around the corner, featuring three very big art works, one by Robert Rauschenberg, one by David Salle and one by Michael Bevilacqua. I know who Rauschenberg and Salle are, Bevilacqua was new to me. It was another fun show, not crowded at all. Besides the gallery staff of two, there was one other visitor beside Roda, Rand and myself. After that we wandered around, trying in vain once again to find a place where the three of us could sit and have a decent meal. It didn’t work out so Rand and I headed back to Hoboken, leaving Roda to hang out and wait for his cousin Tony who owes me some cigars.

Rand and I strolled along Washington Street and decided to have a few pints at the Farside, a bar at 6th and Washington, where we sat outside and drank and I smoked a cigar. He was going out to dinner with Gigglepuss and Rand’s two sisters and I was heading home when I got a call from Rocky, an old friend inviting me to him and his boyfriend’ apartment in Jersey City. I know Juan and I were going to hook up so I decided to invite Juan. Juan was into it and we drove to Jersey and sat on a different couch for a few hours watching TV. And that’s where this entry all began. The circle of life.