Strokes Dancer

After my very early morning chai latte in Soho (yes, i cabbed down there at 9AM for a chai that I could get down the block from my place just because I miss downtown so much now that I'm living uptown). And before the Diane Von Furstenberg fashion show, I went to visit my wonderful grandparents for lunch. I told them that I would stop by only if I could control the music played today. I'm sorry but I just can't sit through another meal with the background track of the Three Tenors. So what did i choose? Obviously the Strokes. First impressions of Earth to be exact.

While on the train I realized that I should have brought something a little tamer and more widely liked. Something that they could enjoy even if I don't love it. But no. I suffered through foreign language opera too many times. Strokes it is.

Track number 5 comes on. On The Other Sideeeeeeeeee....
My Grandma got up and started doing some druggy shuffle ice in your shirt dance. It was priceless. She sat down and said "I love this song!!! It makes me want to dance!" How adoreable. I let her keep the CD.

**Uptown Update** Still no apt. I have to admit though, I have't been looking these past few days. The apt search will resume with the ending of fashion week. I hate to say this, but The way way way Upeer West Side is officially starting to get to me. The honeymoon period is over.