Flora Fling's Filings

40 til 40 (Day 8)

Saw Lady Gaga in Central Park at Summer Stage this morning. VIP seats. Close. Cost me $0. She was amazing. I had to get up at 4:00am to be in the park at 5:30am. Worth it but led to further exhaustion.

40 til 40 (Day 36)

Prince William got married today. I remember very clearly when his mother and father got married. This makes me feel old.

How much longer.....?

Not sure how much longer this amazing urban view will last. There is a bitter battle going on about developing more useless condos in the already oversaturated hood.

Biker Babes go Bollywood

IFW Trapeze Show tonight. The Biker Babes go Bollywood.

Check out photos from the Bollywood show here....

A Burlesque Wet Dream Come True!

I had heard a bit about this movie when it was being filmed starring Mathieu Amalric. Its a story about burlesque dancers (hello! all the famous ones I love!). Its may be headed to Cannes. I can't read French.

 

Tournee

 

 

 

 

State Dinner

Well if we could only all be as beautiful and have as much fashion taste as Michelle Obama...

Monster Flying Show

Some photos from last night!

For more photos, click here.

Severe Addiction

I had my second trapeze performance last night. It gives me such a rush, I am severely addicted to trapeze. I suppose things could be worse.

DR in the BK

A Duane Reade is opening up on Kent Avenue at N. 3rd Street in the hood. Its one of those fancy, facelifted, new Duane Reade stores. I stumbled upon it in the dark last night. It felt like an alien spaceship had just dropped it in place in its entirety.

Its ready to go, shelves stocked, registers in place with their infra-red scanners blinking away, sodas chilling in the glass encased refrigerators. All it needs are the employees.

With all the half empty condos going up it was bound to happen, but its a bit sad.

Mango!

My third doggie date was with Mango, a pit bull who is less than a year old. I don't think I've ever pet a pit bull, much less walked one. She was sweet but she had a pretty mean little trick. When I wouldn't let her lead the walk, she just laid down on the sidewalk in total puppy dog definance. The woman at the shelter told me to just tug on her leash and she would get up. Well, she didn't get up right away. This caused me to be dragging her along the sidewalk, thus looking like a dog abuser as I tugged and tugged on her collar.

She played this game at least four times, then she would get up and walk on her leash like as if everything was normal. During one of her little defiant episodes, one guy saw me yanking on her leash, stopped his car and asked if she needed any water. "No," I told him, "She is a shelter dog and this is her little game."

I had to keep reminding myself that a pit bull's neck and jaw are the strongest muscles in their body so I could've dragged her down the street by her neck and she woudn't have been phased. I mostly worried what a bad 'dog owner' I looked like to all the neighbors on the street.

She finally got her act together and we had a nice long walk. She did pull one final "lay down" and I definately sat on the ground next to her and announced that I was going to sit there for as long as she laid there. That unempowered her little game.

Good news! She has been adpoted and her new owners pick her up today (Sunday).

 

PS Pixie got adopted this past week. She wasn't at the shelter for more than 10 days. I knew she was too cute to stay there long.