Yo yo yo
Crazy day today.  I actually haven't slept since last night.  Wait that doesn't make sense.  I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm still wired and on an adrenaline rush (nothing illegal any, any cops out there!) from last night.

OK, where to begin.  I got an email from the Jews for Racial and Economic Justice listserve and went to check out some protests against Alan Desrhowitz, who was speaking at Columbia to enormous, worshipful crowds (of course).  I mostly just sat back on the periphery and listened to the rally outside - some of the shit people were saying to the protesters was just unbelievably hateful and disgusting - and sat in on the lecture for as long as I could.  Anyway, at about the mid-point, this girl (woman?  I never know what's worse, not being politically correct, or making women feel old), evidently Arab, gets up to talk about the divestiture thing and of course she's shouted down. 

So I will admit that I think that she is kind of cute but really I swear I just wanted to talk to her about the question she didn't get to ask.  So I'm talking to her and making a little bit of the usual ass of myself (I admit it) and some jerk comes over and starts cursing at her and calling her all these names or whatever.  Typical bully.  I chased the racist motherfucker off and I think we both hope we never run into each other again.  So I'm talking to her and things seem to be going OK so I ask he if she wants to go to my secret spot (you know what I mean, right Stan and Emily?) to watch the sunset.  So this is crazy, she asks me if I want to go out dancing, to this RAVE (who knew they still had those?) way the hell out in Bushwick.  And we danced all night.  And I don't kiss and tell.  And it's now two in the fuckin' afternoon and I am going to bed.

More later.  I hope.