so i feel like i had lots to write about today, but little is coming to mind. i'm a bit tipsy, and my typing is sluggish, so i'll go with one thought that i had just before i got home.

i was walking along 23rd street near 5th ave which currently has lots and lots of scaffolding. anyway, the scaffolding had this crossbeams going from the outermost to the innermost poles of the scaffolding, and these crossbeams were spaced at even intervals along the sidewalk, and i couldn't help but think of a church.

this got me thinking about churches. most people i know find their passion somewhere that's not a religious institution. i started thinking that there was probably someone who would consider walking along 23rd street beneath the peaks of the scaffolding their own sort of urban church. i'm using church in the most base of meanings: simply a place of spirituality. anyway, this forced me into "what would my church be?" kind of question, and being slightly more tipsy then than i am now (because it was about forty minutes ago), i spiraled out with lots of questions about "my church." so, i decided to make a few standard questions about "my church:"

1) What kind of room/building is your church?
2) Who is the priest/priestess of your church?
3) Is there a symbol of your church?
4) What would be the gospel of your church? Who wrote it?
5) Would you have hymns in your church? What would they be?

So, thinking about it, this is what I came up with:
1) & 2) My church is a classroom, the priest/ess is a teacher
3) I wasn't sure about this. my instinct was to say a question mark, but that seemed to easy. I think, though it's equally cheesy, that i might use these things they used to sell in this stupid garden store on west portal in san francisco. they were decorative stones to put in your garden, but they had words engraved in them. usually just one word, and most of them were really stupid: "love," "life," "beauty," all that kind of shit. but they had one or two that had "imagine" engraved in them, and something about that word carries a lot of weight with me... so part of my sees a really big version of those stones hanging in front of my church... a big fuck-off boulder with the word "imagine" across it.
4) the gospel of my church would probably be "as i lay dying," especially the addie chapter. maybe supported by "song of solomon."
5) the hymns would be random songs i guess i feel i connect with... certainly "if you're feeling sinister" would be in there; probably selections from "free to be... a family" by marlo thomas as well.

I guess I should go on to ask which holidays are most important (halloween) and what significant traditions there are (annual one-day fasting) but i'm tired and, as i've mentioned previously, not entirely sober. so let's leave it there. if anyone wants to leave their own church rundowns, please do so.

otherwise, hasta manana (for some reason, the ~ function isn't working! damn!)

ps. there are two women outside my window (i'm guessing their black by the sound of their voices, but i have no proof) who are having a soul-off... one is singing "hey-hey-HEEEEY-heyyy-hey" and the second one is singing back "hey-hey-HEEEEEYYY-heyyy-heeyyy" and then starting again "heeeyyy-HEEEYYY-heeyy-heeyyyyyyyyyyyy" and the first one responds "heeeyyy-HEEEYYY-hey-heyyyyeyeyeeeyyeyeyyy" and so on and so forth... it's amazing how i can be inside my parent's apartment and still be so totally connected to the city... phew!