an invitation.
hey my new york peeps!
where will you be august 12th and 13th at night?
well, I’ll tell you where. you’ll be cuddled up with me, and twenty other of your best friends, at a roof party in astoria. that’s bloody where. from 2 am to dawn, we’ll be watching the Perseid meteors (they come from Pluto!… I think.) and drinking the appropriate succession of alcohols until the wee hours of the morning.
we’ll keep you posted.
thanks, matt, for the info.
love,
k

bad, bad, bad hiboux.
i am a bad person. i have not updated my site. this is because life is simultaneously dull and hectic, with random interjections of fun (drinking frou-frou drinks with charming j. lynam last night) . Thus, while life is both repetitive and rushed, finding interesting things to tell you demanding people is difficult.
perhaps i will scan some funny animal pictures from the contest here at work to amuse you until such time where i actually have something of value to contribute to the world.
would you like that?
cheers,
k

and a good time was had by all.
well, well. hello again. it’s been a while. erin and stephanie flew in on thursday like texas tornadoes and we thank them for the gust of hilarity and wacky wild fun they doused us with this weekend. there was a house-warming party, and it was enough like breakfast at tiffany’s to make your humble little hiboux a happy chirping owl.
it really was a lovely party, attended with flair by our charming texas folk, bither-bee and smosher, maybo and her handsome friend trevor, the svelte claire and meaghan, max of course, several people named jesse (which through our steph for a loop..), chris “funny man” wiley, our own seastreet with slightly shorter hair, abby and a friend or hers, and a couple other charmers, laughers, and general good-timers. there was flirting (with other people’s boyfriends, even! my, my.) there was mystery (that cigarette) there was some drinking, yes yes, and there was, of course, a late night trip to the diner for the last few die-hard party animals. i reiterate: good time, had by all.
other than that, here’s are some highlights of the weekend, in relative order of hilarity:
- erin’s new nickname is J-Master E. Stephanie remains D-Cup Daniels.
- genevieve is much craftier with a salt shaker than previously known, but krissa is just as gullible as expected.
- max’s parents are puppets!
- Brunch, Saturday morning, at Locanda de Buongustaio:
Stephanie: “The airport in Japan, it’s on an island, right? And they built this island on, uh..”
Krissa: “Rock and roll?”
- “In Kenya, we have these predatory birds, they’re called hawks.” – krissa, expounding eloquently on African Exotic Creatures, Coney Island, Sunday.
If you weren’t a part of this weekend’s high jinks, you missed out.

and now, for all your laughing needs…. “The Wombat Queen’s* List of Most Underrated Simpson’s Quotes!”
10.”Son, when you participate in sporting events, it’s not whether you win or lose: it’s how drunk you get.”
9.”Now son, you don’t want to drink beer. That’s for Daddys, and kids with fake IDs.”
8.”Lisa, if you don’t like your job you don’t strike. You just go in every day and do it really half-assed. That’s the American way.”
7.”I saw this in a movie about a bus that had to speed around a city, keeping its speed over 50, and if its speed changed, it would explode! I think it was called, ‘The Bus That Couldn’t Slow Down.’”
6.”You couldn’t fool your mother on the foolingest day of your life if you had an electrified fooling machine.”
5.”Stealing! How could you? Haven’t you learned anything from that guy who gives those sermons at church? Captain whats-his-name?
4.”Marge, it takes two to lie. One to lie and one to listen.”
3. “Maybe, just once, someone will call me ‘sir’ without adding, ‘you’re making a scene.’”
2.”Marge, don’t discourage the boy! Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It’s what separates us from the animals! Except the weasel.”
and the alltime funniest underrated Simpson’s Quote – straight from Chief Wiggum himself, IS:
1. “This is Papa Bear. Put out an APB for a male suspect, driving a… car of some sort; heading in the direction of, uh, you know, that place that sells chili. Suspect is hatless. Repeat, hatless.”
*Yes. The Wombat Queen. Known to you charlatans as Raychul “The Soul” Giani.