"Basically, I'm in charge of esoteric minutiae," Mr. Librizzi said the other night while resting after a long day of luminosity. Aside from his duties at the Rivington, he had met earlier with film producers who are shooting a movie in Washington Heights and need help casting authentic looking drug dealers. "They're asking me things like, 'What do Puerto Rican drug dealers eat for breakfast?' " said Mr. Librizzi, who among a select crowd is the go-to guy for such answers.
Mr. Librizzi is in his early 30's, dresses in baggy hip-hop clothing, and wears the kind of wispy beard once seen on the face of Village beatniks. His approach to socializing could best be described as democratic; he counts both movie producers and Puerto Rican drug dealers as friends, and his mind works like a kind of pan-cultural hipster databank, filing away references to the Norwegian novelist Knut Hamsun, say, or the African singer Abdoulaye Diabate. He salts conversations with lines like "Duke Ellington once said there are only two kinds of music. ..."
Want to learn more? He bills by the hour. "I'm outrageously expensive," said Mr. Librizzi, who nonetheless declined to say exactly how outrageously expensive he is, "but I'm the best." His is a highly specialized yet somehow nebulous job. After all, lots of people know lots of things, but how many get paid for it? - nytimes.com
I need to find a job that pays me for reading and then talking about what I've read at great length, or to air my shallow-yet-general knowledge. And fix it up with a spunky job title like Director of Benevolent Monologues or Master of Well Actually.
Today Sock and I are going to the Dog's Day Out at Melling Animates and then to a flatwarming which I hope I can find. I have good directions, but I've been known to drive around in confused circles even with a whole map to refer to. Hopefully Sock will be able to follow her nose to the barbeque...
Reading: - Going Postal - Terry Pratchett
Just Read: - Our Story - Reg and Ron Kray
It was good to see you! And Sock is such a sweetheart :). She was so politely watching the bbq-ing... I snuck out to cuddle her again at one point, and gave her a belly-rub :).
Posted by: Rachel at February 25, 2006 09:48 PMThat'll be why she was being quiet and good then! She'll do almost *anything* for a tummy rub! :) Thanks for inviting us, we had a great time :)
Posted by: phreq at February 26, 2006 06:10 AMApparently the guys who were hanging about outside couldn't resist her either :-). So she was probably getting loads of attention!
Posted by: Rachel at February 26, 2006 09:22 PM