a history of me

Today was a wickedly cold day here in NYC. It's supposed to warm up the rest of the week, but today was below freezing all day long, with bitter wind chill to boot. Undeterred, I put on extra clothes and went down my favorite neighborhood, Astor Place. I enjoyed some takoyaki & okonomiyaki at Otafuku, then spent some idle time browsing Forbidden Planet and Strand Books. I had heard the Strand had been renovating and they have. It's not quite as dark and musty as it used to be, there's added floors and an elevator too. I didn't buy anything though, because I'm not exactly in a reading mood right now.

After some window shopping I took in a movie, House of Flying Daggers. It was quite good if you enjoy scenic martial arts. If you're a Ziyi Zhang lech like myself, you should really enjoy it because the director tends to let the camera linger on her. She shows her bare back at one point, if you're into that sort of thing.

Speaking of awkward leering, I found myself sitting on the 6 train uptown face-to-crotch with an attractive girl. I had to try and look somewhere other than her jeans, which was difficult because (and I know you won't believe this) they were very interesting. They had bigger than normal belt loops, only she wasn't wearing a belt as the jeans had a built-in denim belt, with snaps. Engrossing, really.