No Girls Allowed

I sold the two extra Andrew Bird tickets last night to some guy on craigslist. We went to meet him at the Carnegie Club before the show. It's a cigar lounge around the corner from Carnegie Hall and it just felt very exclusive. As we we're walking in I hesitated for a second because I thought it seemed like a gentleman's club. I asked my cousin "are women allowed in here?" In this day and age are there still clubs and lounges that are exclusive for men? I quickly reassured her that she can definitely come in, but it was funny that I had to think about it. The only place that I'd instinctively separate the sexes would be in synagogue so it's funny that at a lounge that thought should cross my mind. It brings to mind what an old neighbor once told me. Her brother is a member at the Bostoner Shul and when I mentioned that I had been learning at the yeshiva there she rolled her eyes and said "that place is a gentelman's club". I can completely understand where she was coming from with it's myriad of male centric functions and lack thereof for female members. Since then I've always thought of The Bostoner that way, thanks Batya.

As we walked into the Carnegie Club I think my senses confused me. Maybe it was the Smell of cigars that hit me as soon as the door opened or the velvet chairs and wooden bookcases that furnished the room, but the place definitely had a feel of No Girls Allowed.

We then went to the Russian Tea Room thinking it might be more our speed. That place is wierd! Like as in Tzarist Era wierd!

Guitar Hero Update: I Beat Interpol's Obstacle 1 on Hard yesterday. I'm finally finding the medium level boring, hooray.

The concert was very nice in my opinion. We had great seats in the tier circle and the sound was impeccable. The couple behind us were making out the entire show, awkward for such a classy place. Bird played mostly new songs and he played them in socks. The show was a bit of a disappointment but still a great experience. Higlights: Imitosis, Oh No, Effigy, Tables and Chairs.
Next up: Cat Power at the Apollo Theater.

Back to work.

So,

I got an email today from my friend Yair telling me that he's starting up a blog called Chinuch Adventures. He wants me to contribute to it, however the topic of chinuch is way out of my league. Yair is "cool" and I'm sure his blog will be a great read, if you're into that sort of thing. This prompted me to attempt another go at the blogosphere. I love the name of my blog and i intend to continue as The Jewish TripTik even though i am currently not on vacation. I guess i can pretend that my life is an adventure. Maybe there are more interesting things going on in my daily life than i think. Let's find out.

So i woke up today at 6:45. I had Physical Therapy for muscle pain. There was a yeshivish dude behind the curtain next to me, He looked about my age. All of a sudden i hear him scream "Shit!" Apparently he got an electric shock by the instrument that PT's use to loosen muscles and he wasn't expecting it to happen. I burst out laughing, well not burst, but i had a hard time containing it. There's always something humorous about a curse coming out of an unexpected place. I always understood the root of humor to be an instance when something is out of place. That put me in a laughing mood today amidst the nasty weather.

Wow what an adventure.

On the agenda today:

I'll visit my currently unemployed friend for lunch to play guitar hero. I'm trying to master Michael Jackson's Beat It on Hard. Rebel Yell is also a favorite of mine.

Tonight is Andrew Bird at Carnegie Hall, it should be really nice but rumor has it he'll mostly be playing material off his New Album. He performed in Brooklyn on Monday night and didn't play one song off of Armchair Apocrypha!! NO! Rinat (my trusty sidekick cousin) fresh off her marathon run will be joining me for the show. I'll have to sell the two extra tickets because as usual i grossly misjudged the situation. I love Carnegie Hall, the Stern Auditorium has amazing acoustics and has this warm feeling that makes you feel good. The red velvet seats ain't bad either.

LOST is on tonight. My theory is that the British soldiers who threatened to cut off Juliet's arm are gonna be the same guys who cut off Dr. Marvin Candle/Edgar Halliwax/Mark Wickmund/Pierre Chang's Arm. We'll See. I noticed that Daniel Faraday isn't as spacy this season. does this have to do with the island moving?


Finally, i saw this Israeli magazine at The New Museum
and i don't know what it means. can anybody translate? i think Moses is hitting on the chick in the bikini. I don't know what she's saying and i have no clue why the chicken is there? Dror, i need your help!

Back to work.