Roughing it

So I'm once again going up to New York for the Poetry Brothel documentary. Last Saturday was Valentines Day so there was no rehearsal. This weekend is different from before because I will up up for both Friday and Saturday. Elyssa is once again on another project this weekend so I will going by myself. 

The main point of the weekend is to do one-on-one interviews with a couple of the poets. So far I have five interviews for sure. I may be able to get a couple of more while Ernie is doing a painting of the Madame with the other whores. I have brought seven 60min tapes. I do hope that is enough for the weekend. If it isn't I will surely cry.

Earlier in the week I had no place to stay Friday night into Saturday. I had the plan to put all the equipment in a locker in Penn Station and find a corner to sleep in. Kristi then came up with the idea to get a room at a hostel. If it wasn't too expensive it would be a good idea. so I was to stay at the Chelsea International Hostel until my friend Anne from high school said that I could crash in her dorm at NYU. Problem solved: a place to stay for free that doesn't involved me getting shanked.