Saturday, May 12, 2007
oh yeah...
...I am young and living in the city. sometimes I forget that.
most days I forget that.
I live such a varied life. Example Friday: I started the morning getting ready for a meeting at The United Way where I met with other colleagues to discuss issues regarding disaster preparedness and response for the state of Rhode Island. When I say "colleagues" that includes the CEO of the Red Cross, Vice Presidents of the UW; pastors and representatives from the state EMA. And of course my idol, Vin.
Then I went over to meet with my potential new roommate and check out a few apartments in the Armory district. I'm involved with a group called westside Arts and, despite not having much of a physical presence on the westside of Providence we have a heart for that neighborhood. And so I figure it's the perfect excuse to, you know, move over there and actually live there. So I'm looking into doing that soon. And it feels great.
So tonight I volunteered to help out at a gallery/fund raiser for WBNA celebrating the artists from the westside and the re-opening of the Cranston Street Armory. It was awesome. A great building, re-opened and utilized in a great way. With amazing art, free 'Gansett's (that's beer for you non Rhody's), and even a scooter raffle. Screw gas, screw oil. I wasted plenty of it today myself, unfortunately.
After the auction a few of us went downtown for a beverage or two. When I walked out of Trinity and began to head home, the fog had rolled in and the band down at AS220 had moved out onto the sidewalk. It was great. I think I heard a tuba. I definitely heard genuine applause.
So it turned out to be one of those days where I can reflect back and say "Rhode Island...Providence...yeah, it ain't that bad."
Also downtown I saw a Japanese cowboy. But despite the Texas pride flowing through my veins at the site of a Stetson, I didn't introduce myself. I just smiled and nodded. Yes sir, just smiled and nodded. but all night I have been listening to a great Waylon Jennings album my bro bought me. and mama's, don't let your babies grow up to be...damn that's some good songwriting.
and now, windows open, I hear people talking and laughing down the street somewhere close. city life. it sure is something. ¶ 5/12/2007 01:09:00 AM
most days I forget that.
I live such a varied life. Example Friday: I started the morning getting ready for a meeting at The United Way where I met with other colleagues to discuss issues regarding disaster preparedness and response for the state of Rhode Island. When I say "colleagues" that includes the CEO of the Red Cross, Vice Presidents of the UW; pastors and representatives from the state EMA. And of course my idol, Vin.
Then I went over to meet with my potential new roommate and check out a few apartments in the Armory district. I'm involved with a group called westside Arts and, despite not having much of a physical presence on the westside of Providence we have a heart for that neighborhood. And so I figure it's the perfect excuse to, you know, move over there and actually live there. So I'm looking into doing that soon. And it feels great.
So tonight I volunteered to help out at a gallery/fund raiser for WBNA celebrating the artists from the westside and the re-opening of the Cranston Street Armory. It was awesome. A great building, re-opened and utilized in a great way. With amazing art, free 'Gansett's (that's beer for you non Rhody's), and even a scooter raffle. Screw gas, screw oil. I wasted plenty of it today myself, unfortunately.
After the auction a few of us went downtown for a beverage or two. When I walked out of Trinity and began to head home, the fog had rolled in and the band down at AS220 had moved out onto the sidewalk. It was great. I think I heard a tuba. I definitely heard genuine applause.
So it turned out to be one of those days where I can reflect back and say "Rhode Island...Providence...yeah, it ain't that bad."
Also downtown I saw a Japanese cowboy. But despite the Texas pride flowing through my veins at the site of a Stetson, I didn't introduce myself. I just smiled and nodded. Yes sir, just smiled and nodded. but all night I have been listening to a great Waylon Jennings album my bro bought me. and mama's, don't let your babies grow up to be...damn that's some good songwriting.
and now, windows open, I hear people talking and laughing down the street somewhere close. city life. it sure is something. ¶ 5/12/2007 01:09:00 AM
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