Singing in other people's bathrooms
Mar. 24th, 2004 09:40 pmOK, my throat isn’t really sore anymore. I’ve still got that voice-thickening phlegm; I did a bitchin’ rendition of Leonard Cohen’s “Everybody Knows” in the bathroom of the Starbucks at 17th and Broadway.
I was in the mood for a small sketchbook, so I picked up a Moleskin unlined notebook at AI Friedman, figuring that the paper might be more absorbent than their sketchbooks (which don’t take ink very well). It is, but the pages are so thin that stuff shows through. Feh. I might just go make my own sketchbook, now that I can afford to get a hunk of watercolor paper.
I was in the mood for a small sketchbook, so I picked up a Moleskin unlined notebook at AI Friedman, figuring that the paper might be more absorbent than their sketchbooks (which don’t take ink very well). It is, but the pages are so thin that stuff shows through. Feh. I might just go make my own sketchbook, now that I can afford to get a hunk of watercolor paper.