Brooklyn vs. Sounthern California...hmmmm

So we’re still smack dab in the middle of this “Summer of Somewhere” fiasco in which we pathetically seek out a place to live for the summer. It’s a great situation, a chance to live in this place or that one, free from the shackles of your Joe Average everyday existence, but it’s pathetic in the sense that we fumble through it each year until something fortuitously falls into our lap. Typically we have less to do with finding something great than with something great finding us.
Right now the two most likely scenarios are Brooklyn and Southern California but we’re not ruling out anything. We could be updating this blog from Fargo, North Dakota come July…who knows. What I do know is that if we end up in Brooklyn there’ll be scads of things to do…concerts, jazz in the park, films in the park, Broadway in the park, lots of things in lots of parks…I’m especially excited to take in the HBO Film Festival on Monday nights in Bryant Park…here’s the opening night from a few years ago…



Of course, I could also handle rotting away on some wide stretch of San Diego County beach, that’d be terribly tragic, I think. Either way, we’re blessed with this annoying inconvenience of having to move out each and every year. It’s quite possibly the third or fourth best thing to happen to us behind each other, Zedder, and good health.