Saturday, July 29, 2006

boda y blowout y broadway

i got all "must do it now!" about picking up my wedding dress on the way home from work and walked (getting incredibly sweaty) from vermont and sunset to matrushka, my friendly neighborhood commie dressmakers, to get it right as they were closing. then of course i had to walk home without wrinkling it, so for a long time i fluttered it out behind me like a flag, not letting it touch the ground. but then-blessings!-a bus stopped for me, sort of in the middle of the road not at a stop, out of the kindness of the lady driver. hurrah! a skinny black man yelled "hey! where are you going to wear that?" as i hung the dress on the upper hand rail. when i told him my wedding, he congratulated me. then a very neat looking old lady started interrogating me about where the wedding was, if the dress was vintage, where i got it, who had made the dress, how much it was (she was a little shocked i think, by the price), what the groom was going to wear, how i was going to wear my hair, and, finding that it met her approval, said "i like it." just i was about to get off.

it was a fun experience. hannah arendt would have approved, i think. the ridiculous amount of driving that occurred in the lead up, occurence, and post-wedding though, was less exciting. sorry environment, for those 500 miles in a week.

in bike news, bianchi got her THIRD flat (this time a doozie giganto nail in the trickier hind wheel), right before i left on vacation and i had to carry her like 12 blocks downtown. sadly i was only recently able to get her fixed but now she has a shiny new tire and tube!

in recent transit news, i now change at broadway and fourth to get to my internship, instead of at macarthur park, which is very sad. i miss the ken mart blasting terrible pop, the orange juice lady, the friendly green and fountains of the park, the cool lighting, even the crazy shoe shiner and the "cigaro cigaro cigaro" woman. i miss all the people rushing about. pershing square stop is like, business people and homeless people. pershing square is a fake park, and the stop is hostile, inside and out.

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