Picky and Healthy

I’m not quite sure what to say about my day. There were several weird occurrences that are work-related that I can’t do into, but god, were they weird!

Anyway, after work I went to the Brooklyn Museum Rock ‘n’ Roll exhibit opening. I never really saw myself as a museum opening type of girl, but then I got a job at a book publisher and now I’ve been to lots of these things.

If you’ve never been to one they kind of look like this

A room with art and a lot of people packed in. Because this was Brooklyn and Rock ‘n’ Roll it was casual. There was also a room with food; they had giant pretzels, popcorn, hot dogs, and some beer, wine, and soda. My dinner consisted of 2 giant pretzels and 2 Brooklyn Lagers. Classy. And healthy!

We had a few celebrity sightings: Anna Sui, Jim Jarmusch, and Bob Gruen.

We then made our way down for Blondie.

They did a really good job of making their hall area look like a concert venue. I think if I ever wanted a big wedding or to throw a charity thing (and had lots of money) I would do it here. It was really cool.

I admit I didn’t know much about Blondie before this. I knew their song Maria which came out when I was in middle school (I think) and I knew that Deborah Harry had/has a summer house near my parents’ house and she used to go into a deli and order from one of my friend’s brothers.

I thought they would come on and play a few songs, but they played for 45 minutes. It was great!

That older couple in the foreground danced the entire time we were waiting for Blondie to come on (about 40 minutes).

And here’s some video I took

I took another but Youtube is taking forever to upload so maybe I’ll try it again tomorrow.

Two interesting things that happened. While we were standing there waiting we struck up a conversation with this group of 40-something people next to us. They were interesting, although not people I would have normally spoken to, but very nice. At the end of the night one of them gave me his number and asked me to go to this other event at the museum next weekend. If 42 year old drunk guys who ask out 24 year olds were my thing, perhaps I’d be interested, but no.

Second, there was this old man in a wheel chair next to me and he seemed pretty confused. And twice, not just once, twice during the Blondie performance he ran his hand down my back from about my bra to my ass and then grabbed my ass. Creepy.

Perhaps it was my eye makeup that got them all going?

I’m off to bed, got to work in the morning!