What's shakin?
I'll tell you what is shaking.
- I recently received the dirtiest text message of my short and semi-innocent life. It was sent by a girl named Nicole (not the Nicole,) who goes by 'Niclit' on Myspace. She told me to "cum to seattle," among other things. We've met once and I didn't even kiss her. Anyone else grossed out? Maybe I'm a prude.
- I found five bucks in a copy of House of Sand and Fog I picked up off the street.
- With this five dollars (plus a few more), I finally bought a plane ticket to Toronto. I will be visiting the lovely Rebecca Kohler, a friend of mine and a very funny stand-up comedian. While there, I am also going to meet the other Jesse Hirsch. His name is actually Hirsh, but everyone gets it wrong. He hangs out with Noam Chomsky and Howard Zinn. His wife is a feminist science fiction writer. Should be a trip. It's like meeting my alter-ego.
- My Kryptonite lock rusted shut after leaving it out for several rainy nights. Unfortunately it is locking my bike to the Porter Square subway stop. The key is useless. Any suggestions for liberating my LandRider?
-The photo of Nicole and I is showing in Times Square every day this week at 4:38 pm. It was voted one of the best in the Nationwide Insurance promotion. You can visit the webcam here.
- In a mildly ironic twist of fate, while that picture shows 50-feet tall on the marquee, Nicole has gotten betrothed. (Oh yeah, we broke up. Did I mention that?) I guess she's marrying Sergio, a handsome gay South American ballet dancer. I'm not making this up. One time I ate brunch with my Uncle Oliver, his wife Marcia, Sergio and Nicole. Wow. Is this life or a Spanish soap opera?
Here is my final tribute to Nicole and Jesse on Confetti in My Hair.
Thanks for the archived photo, Alli.
More stories of Jesse and Nicole will be eventually be published at heartland hinterland, which is undergoing a brief hiatus.
posted by jesse @ 8:45 PM
10 Comments:
Jesse - can you give us a little more info on the betrothal to the gay dancer? green card stuff?
It's not a green card thing, they just have a unique relationship. No more questions about the marriage, it's already more private information than I usually divulge on the Internet.
(Sorry Sue, not trying to be rude.)
OK. I'll pipe down. Or maybe smoke something in some sort of pipe ....
WD-40 for the lock . . . lots. Or a hammer.
Meeting your alter ego sounds fucking fantastic! Please come home with interesting stories about Howard Zinn and Noam Chomsky. I can't imagine how you're feeling about the Nicole situation... that's pretty crazy.
An alter ego in Toronto...Finding money in a book...Having your face plastered in Time Square...lots of positives can eventually equally out the--not so positives? :)
you need "Ralphie Lube" for your bike lock. it's a penetrating oil that works a lot better than WD-40. the cost is $12 per can, but I can hook you up. It gets its name from one of the mechanics that works at the hardware store and we have to special order it. let me know if you're interested in the lube.
-Kyle
Thanks for the helpful hints, Bike Squad!!!
Ah, the week is over, things never stay bad for too long.
Damn, Jesse -- you make my love life, my break-ups, seem so pedestrian
Concerning the bike lock - my friend has had some success with fire extinguishers, though a brick or something else heavy will work. So long as you act like a movie star, you will get this done.
BMC - Dan
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