Yes dealing with poop heads over where to make home is over.
Meaning? Less of this:
The other day I met up with some landlords employed by William Clinton Foundation group for the summer. I could have "her" room by the 12th of June "her" email patted me on the back. The Clinton Foundation guy that met me at the door asked if "she" had given me the room already. I said no she had been encouraging.
Wrong. Yes would be the answer. He continued to fume.
One of his eye's was completely red, infected weeping as he looked at me sharply then asked if I was Clean. Could a person probe me any deeper? He did and he sauntered back from his visit with I have had that kind of roommate already. I want to do this right. He needed someone who meshed with his personality.
I loved the room's window, really big looking. a kind view onto northern Park Slope. I assured him I helped children and small animals. I worked for the brain trust of IBM. I wrote a blog that helped some people, some time. I puppy dog eyed and faux pawed my way out of a home.
Yep you can not answer or defend any slight potentiality of an answer for the CLEAN issue.
Fact: I don't even take aspirin and "I am" looking for a home.
and more of this.
My new landlord said he would pick me up in Park Slope to sign the lease. He introduced me to his friends.
To be fair my last landlord tenant was pretty friendly.
The transition point stays where it is at $225 less than what I was paying and now I have a studio to do my work in as well a plausible audience for my public art. I have more roommates and the loft motto is clean up after yourself no filth. Morgantown.
I'd visited my old grounds in McKibben a few days ago but we couldn't get past the three months deposit. I would be sharing with a bunch of apparently rich men. One of dropped a jar - crash of salsa and was just letting the shards and ungodly brew mature. It is a Good thing because I'll be in the Moore lofts a whole lot better for my schedule and work. Way nicer. We worked out the three months on a different schedule.
I am quite exhausted so I am signing off. I worked another shift on the same day I did 6am-3pm 12am - 7am (looking at spaces in between).
Today I attended a class at a studio in Manhattan, NYC that specializes in back pain and scoliosis.
I already knew I had scoliosis I was told so and put through one of those body machines when I was 9 years old. They said there was nothing they could do that wouldn't cost the big bucks a rising baby booming middle class family didn't have.
In today's class the instructor said that people with scoliosis tend to pull themselves down when they have been aligned openly.
I made a note to keep open. Breathe your body up.
In the last decade I was able to afford two years of Bikram Yoga where I studied with them every day. It helped my posture from day one.
In Phoenix, AZ last year I practiced with a Bikram Yoga class there. That studio told me I had double scoliosis.
When I was in the hospital for coughing up blood up all over Harlem I was told that the hours that were being spent were learning from my scoliosis. It was all over my back.
The blood? From cigarette smoke, casino style apartment living second hand smoke, New York City, you know, the city that says it is smoke-free??
Today I was told I had double scoliosis by the studio I was visiting.
Right Thorasic and Left Lumbar and two concaves one that was foundering in pain. I made tremendous, quick progress in the class. The studio instructs exercises and adjusts you for each one.
I had to go through some more excruciating pain for my right hip. I think I am receiving the reward now. No more pain. I asked what I could do for the hip and was told to press down on the thigh when I move where it hurts.
I highly recommend the studio, Yoga Union.
I bought five more classes at the first time class discount, 20% off. I'll do them each week. It is a tremendous gift.
A woman in Trader Joe's told me as a child her insurance paid for weekly chiropractic therapy adjustments. She has insurance through Trader Joe's. I said you should tell them the tremendous money you will save if you learn how to do this yourself from Yoga Union School.
There was just a bit of a bug though at the studio, Persona.
My birth name I did not take my husband's name and tag it on to mine while at Berkeley, CA.
After all it was just that 70's Show.
When today's teacher decided to use the space I was assigned to demonstrate the next exercise she said this is not the famous Elise Miller. I asked her how do you know I am not famous? Then she said "our" Elise Miller.
I was just joking. There is not a dearth of famous Elise Millers in this world. The teacher and I talked a bit more later about famous Elise Miller. I said I used to be ahead of that Elise Miller in Google and then I gave up my domain. She said good because our Elise Miller deserves it. She helps people. I said I help people. She laughed. How do you help people.
It is all a matter of semantics. Its funny to me. When I lived on 71st street west side in the 70s and 80s I would get calls from Hollywood directors wanting another famous Elise Miller. They would say Hi Elise how are you today? I would say you can talk to me but you should know you have reached a different Elise Miller.
On Facebook I was the powerful game player with lots of friends. I finally had to get rid of thousands because Facebook wasn't letting "non-celebrities" have so many friends. One guy said to me no wonder you have so many friends you write about ___ sex. I said no, I am not that Elise Miller. You should read her though she is a very entertaining writer.
I love what Esther Hicks says. It is not what others think of you; it is what you think of them. Honest, I don't go around thinking anyone is famous.
I think it is so cool how I find these places.
I would never have gone if... scenarios. I am staying at a friend's home on the edge of Park Slope and Windsor Terrace. It is not too far where drummer boy and I first lived in the late 80s, 9th street and sixth avenue. I was looking up my old landlord and broker to see if they might have a landing (not crashing) spot for me.
On the web page where he was listed there was an ad for Yoga Union [YOGA UNION® CENTER FOR BACKCARE & SCOLIOSIS] Because the ad was on the same page as a Park Slope broker's listing I assumed Union mean't Park Slope Union Street, my second home sweet home with drummer boy. In the process of booking a lesson online today I discovered that the location was off Broadway in the 20s in Madhattan. Oh My! I just happened to have a weekly MTA ticket, so why not?
Am I enjoying Park Slope? Yes, it is a mini-vacay stay! I hold a decade of tenure there.
When in Park Slope please discover Crespella (two locations 321 Seventh Ave and 1658 Eighth Ave). Rosetta filled with Sicilian Almond Milk. Organic Sicilian Marmalade (Blood Orange, Raspberry and Strawberry, yipee!) I told them Family Central thinks my great grandmother, Laura Ann Roach Hatfield was born in Sicily but my mother doesn't. They thought I looked more like Nicole Kidman.
