On Sunday, I bought a ticket to see the Extra Action Marching Band on June 22nd at the Knitting Factory in NYC. A new friend I met online gave the latter props and suggested we go together. Turns out, my subletor (weird word, huh?) is in the Hungry March Band. They’re going on a European tour next month; that’s why I get the sublet for a month. I wonder if they’re coastal rivals or collaborators?

What’s up with the marching bands? Suddenly, I’m noticing them everywhere. Even Seattle had the The Infernal Noise Brigade (RIP 2006).

Today, I met my friend Boris. Boris is a really creative guy that holds the punk ethos high, spins 90s house music, and rides a Ducati. Amazing. I had some of his vinyl for several months and it was good to catch up with him. We met at Vivaci, the best coffeehouse in North America, and it reminded me again that I won’t have Boris nor fantastic coffee like this as easy to get much longer.

Then I met Matt who will be managing my rental properties over the summer. We toured both of them and began exchanging knowledge about each. I also got to go on board his boat that is docked on Lake Washington. Its nice. Then I had yet another moment. It was raining and we could see the gray look it gave everything as I looked over Lake Washington towards Bellevue, the forests, and mountains. Not going to see anything like that in NY. Maybe Maine?

At night, I did blah stuff like filing receipts, balancing books, and upgrading Wordpress on this server.

Tonight, Kelly and I went to see Spiderman 3 in the IMAX theater at the Seattle Center. Whoa that’s a biiig screen with web shooting all around. I have to agree with George Lucas, it was a light fluffy film. Not much to it. But I enjoyed turning off my brain nonetheless.

On the way back, I took a good look at the Space Needle. Its probably my last time being so close to it. Here, Kelly captured me taking a pic.

I had a wonderful time today. I got together with my friend David’s family and enjoyed the afternoon together laughing, playing with the dog and chowing on some really good food…and pie. Thankfully David and his mother, Chris, can cook well. The rest of us had beer and wine and stayed out of the kitchen.

June, his grandmother, is a gem and I love spending time with her. She’s got a sharp wit and was joking that her son, Skip, hit her on the chin. Nate, David’s brother was also there and I’m so very thankful that all of them welcome me as part of their family in Seattle.

Tonight I had dinner with my ex from 2000 Kelly, his sister Joy, and her friend Glenn. The latter two were visiting from Philly. It was great catching up with Joy, she’s a good soul. As such, she welcomed me to visit her whenever I want when I get to New York city.

All three of them had tons of questions, comments, discussion, and ideas on my move and the city itself. All of them have lived there before. Later in the evening, we got on a discussion about reality TV, Borat, and gay culture. A really lively fun night and delicious food at Kingfish.

I’ve continued to tell people about my move. Everyone is really supportive and also sad. I’ll miss being close to many of my friends.

Tonight, I had dinner with my good friend David and his partner Jeromy. I’ve known him for about 11 years. We met shortly after I got to Seattle. Moving was heavy on my mind. We also gabbed about movies, the genetic lottery, and migration of people through Europe as it was settled. Oh…and the National Geographic DNA ancestor map migration thing.

During the night, I paused. And said, “Its New York City.” I’ve made my choice.

Well…I’ve decided to move! It’s between NYC and San Fran. And I’ve just about decided on New York City.

What am I getting myself into?

I’m not going for a job. And I don’t think I’ll even look for a job for several months. Maybe some part time whatever just to keep me from going crazy during the day. I’ve gotten into some very creative work here in Seattle with Social Living Productions and I’m kinda knocking on talent and an audience that just doesn’t exist here. But it does in those two cities. I’ve always wanted to live in one of those cities. I don’t want to be 50 years old and think coulda/shoulda. So…time for me to move.

I’m going to blog about my journey and exploration wherever I go. I was a blogger back in the mid 90s. Writing each day about crap and my vacation across the US and Europe. I gave it up after a year or two. I think I still have a backup of it on some CD…somewhere. But this is a new journey so I’ma bloggin’ again.