Sunday, November 02, 2008


I'm not too hot on Halloween.
Never had a lot of luck with it.
My punk rock band back in Wyoming The Dirty Dogs used to throw some rather amazing parties but that was more Alex Ocheltree, lead singer guy's doing than mine. (little more Dirty Dogs Dirt)

This year I was to meet ML at my recording studio partner Tim Hatfield's mother in law's apartment for some fantastic food while overlooking the Halloween Parade below on 6th Avenue.

I left the East Village early but not early enough. I couldn't get across 6th Avenue. I tried 9th Street, then tried 11th, then walked back to 5th Ave to try 14th street where the cops told me I couldn't go. Couldn't get in the subway either. They told me to go to 16th Street "the end of the parade" .... Kramer Please!! no way was that the end of the parade. I finally had to give up, make the call, send a text and head back to the East Village after being 30 inpenatrable yards from the party.

While walking away from the throngs of people, seeing the city open up since 2 million of them were behind me on 6th Ave I started thinking about one of Eric Asimov's recommendations that I'd never been able to try Una Pizza Naplitana. When I got there I found the place empty and I was tired, hungry and thirsty. I had a Pizza Margherita and a glass of what the owner called "Pizza Wine". I can't get all foodie about it because I was tired, hungry and thirsty but I really enjoyed my meal there and it hit the spot for me on another level too 'cause it was not cheap at all and after attempting to be a part of things on Halloween I really deserved something not cheap.
I took a pic with my iPhone. I'm new to the iPhone but I am liking it a lot.
I'm going to put Halloween into my iCal to remind myself that Halloween is really not my thing.

snazzy pizza on 12th St


Anonymous Wheels said...

Ah, the sweet sounds of "Sorority Girl" and "Eric's Move", and less not forget "Duck Tape Rape",,"she's my itty bitty baby,,,,duck tape rape". Still got the ole 45,,somewhere, and a new Roscoe's Gang long sleeve tee shirt, that, though, never been washed. seems to have mysteriously shrank(how can THAT be after only 20 some years) guess I need a scale. ABQ was great, but coming home to chicago pizza and Frank the Golden is better. Makes me want to put the ole victrola back together with the NS10M's and let her rip. Got tomorrow off, gonna do it. Maybe someone can eventually help me get it off of vinyl and on to the net!

8:15 PM  
Blogger schumie114 said...

Hi! My name is Skyler Ocheltree (Alex's son). I found your blog googleing my dad. He's alive and well living in southwestern NM. Just wanted to say hi!

5:23 PM  

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