Zoe Leonard at Dia

The first thing I thought when I saw this stuff was 'Wow! I'd love to have one of these hanging in my hallway.' And then, immediately thought, 'Great snakes! But how would you clean it?'


I liked this. It reminded me of Guatemala and of Mexican Coke and of this place in Honduras where I got drunk with a dude while helping him fix an old cassette tape that turned out to be a sweet Freddy Fender mix. I think it's someplace in Africa.

Speaking of Africa, do you remember when Tyra told the girls on America's Top Model that they were going to Africa when they were about to do that photo shoot with those lions and it was raining?

That was sweet.

Get Real for Once at the Hispanic Society

Seriously.

Are you as dumb as a bag? Do you hate passion?

If not go check out the free galleries at the Hispanic Society of America. This place has got it all. Old paintings by dudes like Francisco de Goya, El Greco and D-Bomb Velazquez. Statues. Some sweet looking employees. Free. A cloak room. Some tile stuff.

And, it's just sweet. Also it's right across the street from Clement Clark Moore and John James Audubon's graves in case you want to have a seance or shake hands with the tomb holding the bones of the gangster who wrote Twas the Night Before Christmas after checking out the art and employees.

I also think that's the graveyard where whats-his-name, the dude from the French Connection, shot that kid in the hand with a bee-bee gun in the Royal Tannenbaums.

Jess fell in love with a couple of the statues. When I asked her why she said that they seemed more stable than me. She said they also seemed like they would have more money than me. I pointed out that they weren't wearing clothes, and that I found it hard to believe that anyone with a bunch of money would skimp on clothes, but she told me it was just a style the rich were into this season, so I guess I'll just bide my time until Spring.


Straight up though. This is one of the least taken advantage of resources in the tri-state area. You should check it out before it gets economic downturned and just displays fake Coach bags and drawings of Prince by high schoolers from DF.

They also have first editions of Celestina and Don Quixote and some barn-burning incanabula.

The Hispanic Society of America, check it out before it turns into a ronbot (a robotic version of this guy Ron.) Broadway between 155 and 156th.

Don't even tell me they forgot about Kurt

Everybody was out and looking for love today, and in more cases than not finding it.

Lila chilled out in front of the WORD sign with homeboys from way back author Kurt Thometz and hip-hop trailblazer Fred Braithwaite aka Fab 5 Freddy, while Jess and I hit them with some of our new rhymes.

Jess killed it. She paired "liver full of bile" with "wicked deadly smile," and her rap was about her hairdresser.

Blong.