Young Farting Wife

I fell asleep Sunday night watching Grace Jones being interviewed by Joan Rivers. This video is seventies Grace. Around 2:12, Grace starts pulling the coolest dance moves I have ever seen. And she's dressed up as the most evil cat there ever was. The song's not her best, but her stage presence couldn't possibly be any better.

She just came out with a new album that is apparently wonderful. I heard parts of it and it was pretty amazing....




I am considering starting my own top ten countdown for my favorite videos. Any comments/suggestions? I just love the videos that I obsessively watch so much and I think they need to be shared.

Four books I am reading and rereading right now:

The Wisdom of Yoga- Stephen Cope
Cathedral- Raymond Carver
Final Friends 2: The Dance- Christopher Pike
Walking Through Clear Water in a Pool Painted Black- Cookie Mueller

The yoga book is amazing. I have been practicing Ashtanga yoga since 2001 and now am really interested in the philosophy and mental processes of yoga. This book details Patanjali's writing in a very accessible way. I'm thinking about volunteering at the Kripalu Centre in the Berkshires this summer. I might become a monk and never speak again. One word: KLESHTA.

Cathedral is alright, Carver writes short stories about couples in their thirties during the seventies and eighties. I love his stories because they are so mundane, although they are consequently also a tad depressing. They kind of give off the 'Sex, Lies and Videotape' kind of vibe, which I love. Like four adult characters, just living and vaguely conversing with one another.

The Dance is amazing. I loved it when I was ten and I still love it. It's perhaps my favorite book I am reading. I always picture his stories to resemble those Aerosmith videos from like 1994, particularly, 'Crying', starring Alicia Silverstone,when she is about to go bungee jumping onto the highway. Maybe that's because that's what I was watching when I was reading those books. According to Pike's wiki, there are only a few interviews with him; HE IS VERY MYSTERIOUS! No kidding.

The Cookie Mueller book I got from the MIT Press Bookstore a few years ago. Cookie was known for being one of John Waters' stars. I loved the book while reading it in Cambridge. She writes short stories about her personal adventures, from sleeping with Jimi Hendrix, being propositioned by Charles Manson's girls, to shooting the scene in Pink Flamingoes where Divine actually has to eat dog shit. Having travelled to Hong Kong and Burma, as well as just growing up a bit, my feelings towards her have changed. When I came back from Asia, I thought her tales of drugs and glamor were flaccid and hipster, but now I love them again. It's a really rare book published by Semiotexte, which I highly recommend. She writes from the perspective of being bad, tough, but insightful and coming from a particular sense of pain. She knew she would never fit into like in Baltimore, so she had to explore....Anyways.

I am looking for a room to rent and I would love any suggestions.

I am taking a class at the UN, for interns, different people explaining the different departments there and what really goes on. Maybe I shouldn't write this, but according to our moderator, Jacques Fournand (sp), after 9/11, Kofi Anaan received so much criticism from the American media, that he had a nervous breakdown, spent two months in Sweden and then was fired. Shit!

I was very broke last week and had to live on beans and rice. Now I am considering become vegetarian, maybe even vegan. I am craving kidney beans and avocado on flax bread and mango and red onion and tomato paste. Like the sandwhiches I used to eat in Spain. Yum.

Also in big news: Apparently the first joke was found etched on a wall somewhere, the first joke ever:
"Wouldn't it be unusual if a young wife DIDN'T fart on you?"
This is extra funny because I just finished working on this sex survey for a Montreal mag that I write for, Snap! http://www.snapme.ca/
The most embarassing thing about sex, it seems, is queefing. And now there's proof that it has been making sex awkward forever!

When You Were Mine

I was obsessed with this video this past fall, also her doing it in concert a year before this was shot. (This was from the MTV awards maybe 1985).



I am currently reading Final Friends 2: The Dance, by Christopher Pike. It's excellent, as per usual. We might start a young adult book club.

My place?

This band has been in Union Square on Friday afternoons for the past two weeks, they are amazing, such a great thing to see at the end of the week, when it's cold (-7, lol), even though they are from Chicago, they are the kind of band that I was envisioning when I came to New York. There was a really cute boy and his mom grooving out next to me watching them.

I started talking to a guy on the L who bought two of their CDs. He was from the Balkans and said he liked their music because it was a different version of Balkan brass.





On another note, I told my colleague I would include this in my blog:
"Can I play hard to get at my place?"

I still love Kate Bush

http://www.imeem.com/mavicious/music/p050FPsa/prince_erotic_city_unedited/?rel=1

Make Me Wanna

What could be better than a man body a la Steve Colbert?

Tonight i went to a horrendous vernissage in chelsea. I forgot how pretentious those things are. I used to think Guy Debord was cool; tonight I thought he was so up his own ass. We watched one of his movies and what seemed to me to be the parody of French existentialist nihilism, what seemed humorous, a parody of itself, nobody in the audience laughed. The americans took it so seriously. Which proves to me how much shit you can feed people and they will not see how stupid it is; myself included. “You are from Germany too?” the big woman with rosy cheeks asked another tall woman. The German connection amidst all of the other Jews in the room. Michelle Bernstein was Guy Debord's lover. Apparently she was the ghostwriter for “Spectacle of Society”...

Steve Colbert helps me feel better and less cynical. He is really cute. I wish he'd ask me to come back to bed.

Today, while walking to lunch at the UN Headquarters, I was walking behind this drag queen-looking woman. She was huge, with a massive bond wig and pink flowers in her hair. She had a posse with her; a black woman with another huge blond wig and some guys who reminded me of that time I saw Busta Rhymes' posse at Joe's Stone Crab restaurant in Florida. I followed her for a bit and asked one of her bodyguards who she was. With a gold-toothed smile he told me she was a singer. Next to Italian classes and houses available in Westchester, I saw a flyer of hers: Dr. Jan Crouch”Founder of Trinity Broadcasting Network and Smile of A Child, the world's largest religious network in America and th emost watched faith channel in the world.”

She looks like a cross between Anna Nicole Smith, Jojo and Divine. Only bigger. That's not nice of me, but it's true. And she was at the UN. According to Wikipedia, she is 71. She looks good for her age.

The best song I have heard in a long time is Prosumer and Murad Tepeli's “Make Me Wanna Dance.” It's like a year and a half old, so I am behind, but it's really good. Another of my favorite songs now is Prince's “Erotic City.”