{"id":874,"date":"2005-05-16T23:03:00","date_gmt":"2005-05-17T06:03:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/blog\/?p=874"},"modified":"2005-05-16T23:03:00","modified_gmt":"2005-05-17T06:03:00","slug":"874","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/juliashih.com\/?p=874","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Hand-Scrawled Notes In New York (5\/6\/05)<\/strong><br \/><strong><\/strong><br \/><strong>5:50am<\/strong><br \/><strong><\/strong><br \/>Battery on the DVD player ran out while watching Dogville. Interesting look to the movie. Fell asleep listening to KD Lang. Woke up to the airplane descending. Took at taxi to the hotel. Discussed basketball with the driver. Arrived at the hotel to encounter the least helpful front desk staff ever. I had arranged an early check-in but they screwed it up. Checked in my bag with a grumpy bellman. The restrooms weren\u2019t even open. Wandered up Lexington listening to Chemical Brothers. Made eye contact with every person going the other way for six straight blocks. Wondered if I was breaking some kind of cardinal NY rule. Wondered if I could make it to either Washington Square or Central Park. Realized I was actually going south. Found Grand Central Station. Entered and looked around. Thought about how many people had wandered my exact steps who were no longer alive. How many people who had stepped through the doors for the first time and found the grand hall oddly familiar. Stood and looked at the map. Still couldn\u2019t figure out exactly where I was. These maps need arrows. Retraced my steps, heading northbound now. Intent on finding a dinner to sit at. Itching to write in my notebook. Wondered if someday, someone will sell my notebooks on Ebay because I\u2019m both famous and eccentric, and my notebooks will be advertised as a \u201cDiary of a Madwoman\u2014One of a Kind Collectible.\u201d There are some crazy things in here. Stream of consciousness. Perhaps the secret of the universe scrawled in here when I wasn\u2019t paying attention. God enjoys a good joke that makes him feel smarter than us. (I\u2019m on the juice again, ma. I just can\u2019t help myself). If I ever went missing, I want you to tell the cops: She was about five foot six. Medium black hair, muscular build that just never hits lean. Nice smile, slightly cagey. Liked her eggs over easy but always mistakenly ordered them sunny side up. Preferred English muffins over toast, but sourdough over wheat. Is not on a first name basis with her Lord and Savior, but God\u2026we miss her already. Listened to sad songs when optimism felt cocky. Blushed when she said the word cocky outloud.<\/p>\n<p><strong>10am<\/strong><br \/><strong><\/strong><br \/>I&#8217;m sitting on the B train on the way to the East Village across from two Chinese women. They&#8217;re probably mother\/daughter, around 80 and 65 respectively. They&#8217;re wearing matching flowery silk ascots, the daughter in a green one to match her coat and the mother in a deep lavendar one to complement hers. I watch the mother extract two toothpicks from a plastic container and hand one to her daughter. She takes a container of plum preserves out of her purse and they spear dark, oily lumps out with the toothpicks and eat them while discussing the weather. This mundane scene brings tears to my eyes. I hope my mother lives forever, but she is a robot who can not understand these types of sentiments.<\/p>\n<p>I follow the women when they get off the subway and find myself in Chinatown. I am momentarily basking in the feeling of being with my people until I realize they&#8217;re not the most helpful when I&#8217;m asking for directions. I get lost in Chinatown as I always do when I go to New York. Leave a message for Brian in LA saying, &#8220;I&#8217;m lost in Chinatown, surrounded by Chinese people, and they&#8217;re <em>mean<\/em>. &#8221; He calls back a few minutes later and mapquests me out of there.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hand-Scrawled Notes In New York (5\/6\/05)5:50amBattery on the DVD player ran out while watching Dogville. Interesting look to the movie. Fell asleep listening to KD Lang. Woke up to the airplane descending. Took at taxi to the hotel. Discussed basketball with the driver. 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