Saturday, December 31, 2005

Haiku Friday one day late

christmas day gone now
lots of presents and fun times
with niece and nephew

wonderful to see
the fam in san diego
ate lots of good food

babe gave me diamonds
he's such a wonderful babe
happy new year, all!

Saturday, December 24, 2005

Friday, December 23, 2005

the pibb + red vines = crazy delicious

You guys, seriously, this is the funniest thing you're likely to see today.
Saturday Night Live Rap about the Chronicles of Narnia
Thank's RANDI

Haiku Friday

to san diego
me and babe go for christmas
feliz navidad!

transit strike is done
not so bad in the long run
just glad its over

happy holidays
merry christmas and kwanza
and hanukkah, too.

Thursday, December 22, 2005

Day Three is the Last Day

Strike's over, bitching!

Hip! Hip! Hooray!

Christmas Spirit

Will someone PLEASE give me a candy cane?

With all the hype re: the war on christmas, etc, etc, etc. and the general bah humbuggary that my own blog has been displaying, due to the transit strike (see, can't get through one post without it) I thought I'd share with you what passes for a Christmas Card here that the ole University:

December 20, 2005


From The Dean

Each culture celebrates the renewal of the seasons, the regeneration of the
cycles of time, and the presence of the sacred in its own ways. At OUR
University, a multi-cultural community of inquiry in the midst of a multi-
cultural metropolis, we are now in the middle of a rich, significant cluster
of relevant holidays, celebrations, and rituals. To all of you, my very best
wishes and hopes for your happiness.

AAHH, doesn't that just tug the ole heart strings?
The cycles of time? The presence of the sacred? Oh for God's sake.

Day Three

It pays to read your mail, people. I was perusing my inbox yesterday (cleaning it out, really) when I read an email called "strike contingency plan" which outlines where the FREE CAMPUS SHUTTLE BUS takes people. So I decided to take it to Port Authority which is a mere 3 blocks from my house. So I went to the corner where it supposed to pick you up. Apparently, I'm the only person at this fine University who did not previously read her mail because there were hundreds of people waiting for said shuttle. Fine. I waited 25 minutes and when it didnt show, I hoofed it to the PATH train and saved myself 24 blocks, then continued the trek home.

But this morning I tried again and found a warm and empty bus waiting for me at the Port Authority, a mere three blocks from my house. I hopped on and 45 minutes later I am here! Hey, it could be worse, people.

On a non transit strike related note I'd like to say:

My Cal Bears are in the Las Vegas Bowl tonight so route for them!! Go Bears!

And Harry Potter three is a great movie, so if you haven't picked it up in a while, go check it out!

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Day 2

Well yesterday wasn't so bad, wasn't so bad at all. I ended up sharing a cab uptown to 44th and 6th with my coworker. It cost $15 + $5 tip so $10 each. It took no less than 30 minutes to get to midtown, but with it being "feels like 20" outside I thought it was a good route.

Today I'll walk to work when it gets warmer, say around 11. Then tonight I'll walk home I think. It just feels strange to not go to work. Its so very Protestant of me, I know. Well, we'll see. It's not like I don't have anything to do from here.

See, tomorrow its in the mid-40s. Maybe I'll just wait until then?

Strange days you guys. I can't believe this is really happening. I think its worse for the small business owners who rely on their regular customers every day and with so many people staying home, these guys are in danger of going under. Grr!

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

ny times photo

Solid forty five minute walk. Cold at the start, kinda warm by the end. The security guard said he slept here last night. Looks sleepy. I guess I better start my walk home soon...


It's a darn transit strike. I'm going to walk to work, but not until the thermometer gets above "feels like 14." I'll keep you posted.

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Hell's Kitchen

Went on the most random ever crawl last night on the occasion of BFF's visitation. We started at Heartland Brewery, where we did the beer tour.

Then we went to Film Center Cafe which has kind of a random vibe to it. Nothing too special about this place, but not a bad bar for the nabe.

I've always wanted to try House of Brews and its no wonder! That place was great. "Welcome to the house of beers. We have 9,326 types of beer."

I can't say I've ever been to a piano bar before last night. But, Don't Tell Mama was just what I expected of a piano bar. The waiter had on only silver spandex shorts and an apron that showed the nipples nicely.

Finally, we closed the night at Rufus a strange, local bar that I've so far neglected to tell you about. It's mainly because I haven't figured it out yet. The juke box is excellent, they have Brooklyn Lager on tap, and the seats are pretty comfy. But there aren't very many people there, you know? And the ones that are ... I can't be sure what they are thinking...

of course we ended the night at Gray's Papaya. shhhhh. tell no one.

Friday, December 16, 2005

Haiku Friday

paper nearly done
birthday partying last night
bff is here!

jessicurl's party
saying good bye aint easy
neither is pimpin'

put your nice duds on,
get ready to have some fun
outside is gorgeous!

Thursday, December 15, 2005

chocolate fountain

Holiday festivities are in full force - which means cookies and candy every where you turn. Yesterday was a day of two count them two holiday parties - and the piece de resistance was the chocolate fountain.

I briefly worried that I had talked up the chocolate fountain too much to my coworkers. But as it turns out, it is absolutely impossible to talk up said item.

There was a smorgasbord of treats - marshmallows, delicious little sponge cake slivers, fruit and pretzels - and all sorts of little sticks to stab them with. Then you just insert the item into a fountain of flowing dark or white chocolate. YUM.
sorry this isn't funny. while lovely and delicious, there's just not anything that hilarious about a chocolate fountain.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

on the occasion of writing my master's proposal

and simultaneously watching the victoria's secret fashion show

* i really am glad i quit smoking. even though it still sucks alot of the time. it would probably be easier to write my paper if i was a smoker. but i'd be way sicker than i ended up being this time and my cold wouldn't have gone away as fast as it did. (that last part is a little on the optimistic side, because I wouldn't say my cold has gone away exactly, but I am feeling much much better, thank you for asking.)

* remind me why i decided getting another master's would be a good idear?

* i'd love to see the following movies (in no particular order):
Brokeback Mountain, Walk the Line, King Kong (go on skinny peter jackson!), the NARNIA movie, and 'arry pooter for the 2nd time

* how can Mariah Carey be nominated for 8 grammys? I've never even heard the song she's got out now. last time i saw Mariah, she was being carted away due to a breakdown...wrong celeb? so 10 years ago? is she like the pheonix? rising, you know?

* i'm trying to make more of a habit of commenting on people's blogs. if i think they're saying something right on or funny, i go ahead and throw them an LOL. shoot - why the heck not?

* i literally have seven books in varying stages of unread laying around me right now.

Good evening.

Monday, December 12, 2005

Not a fan

of the death penalty.

what's up california? when did you turn into Texas?


My first cold of the season, and my first cold in 7 months. I know this because last time I was sick, I quit smoking. Which was 7 months ago! How bout that? I do think my cold is much less worse (haha, less worse) than it would have been if I was still puffing away on cancerous sticks.

So I don't know what drastic measure I'll take this time, but I doubt it will be much. I have lots of work to do this week and still that nagging paper due. Ah well, it will get done. It always does, people. Then BFF is coming on Thursday! So everything has to be done by then and I must get well.

At least the Packers won last night! Thank god for small favors.

Happy Monday!

Sunday, December 11, 2005


YUM = Sunday.

I wanted to ask you about being sicky face. This old friend of mine used to say that the worst symptom ever was a sore throat. I beg to differ, as I think a head ache is the worst possible sympton. Wanted to see what you thought. None of them are great - a runny nose sucks and makes you feel like a little kid, a hacking cough alerts people to the possibility of TB or worst that AVAIN BIRD FLU SCARY SHIT, and a fever well I don't have anything witty to say about a fever as I haven't had one in probably 15 years.

Anyways, obviously I'm under the weather. Sicky Poodie Coddie Face. Feel sorry for me. Or just write my paper.

Last night was Babe's XMAS party at the Yale Club. I was watched over during dinner by a snarky, smirking, original oil painting of the ridiculous - George W. Bush.

Doesn't get much better than that, kids.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Local News

As you know, I watch NY1 each and every day. It's my local news - and "world news" is too much for me (upsetting, you know? bleak if you will) - and because of that I know who is shot in New York City, what fires broke out in Queens, and what stupid-ConEd has done now.

Round about three years ago, near to my arrival here in the big City, an African immigrant named Ousmane Zongo was shot and killed in a Chelsea warehouse. He was not at all involved in the raid that was going on at the warehouse - just working on his art.

I knew (seriously, I remember thinking this!) that the COP who KILLED him wouldn't get in any trouble. Cops in NYC shoot people far more frequently (it seems to me) than they do in the Bay, for example, and they never get in trouble. So, the sentence was passed down just the other day. From NY1:

Police Officer Bryan Conroy was sentenced to five years probation and no jail time Friday in the shooting death of Ousmane Zongo during a raid in a Chelsea warehouse over two years ago.

The probation also includes 500 hours of community service within the first two years.

Just before the sentencing Conroy, with tears in his eyes, asked that the judge allow him to stay with his wife and 5-month-old son. He added his dreams of being a police officer were over.

Mr. Zongo's life is over. Too bad about Officer Conroy's dreams.

Friday, December 09, 2005

Haiku Friday

snowing this morning
had to get to work early
but i made it fine!

holiday parties
this weekend, both mine and babe's
need something to wear

with this weather, though
jeans, boots, and sweater sound best
but black dress it is

Thursday, December 08, 2005


  • If everyone read The Gothamist the need (need?) for blogs would cease because Gothamist has everything. Like, every interesting news story that day - summarized, every play or band in NYC - reviewed, every interesting building or controversy - mentioned. All of it. Go, see!
  • Peter Jackson used to be a big fat guy, right? Cuz he's not anymore. In case I'm the last person to know, sorry to share old news.
  • This morning the subway conductor said, get this, "It's West 4th Street. West 4th Street Station. Have a beautiful day." I'm sorry, what?
  • I've not been sleeping well lately. I think - and I could be wrong here - but I think it's because I'm not doing any of my schoolwork. Hmm...there's a thought.
  • Wednesday, December 07, 2005

    It's good to be king

    I've been listening to a lot of Tom Petty lately. Makes me feel like things are right in the world.

    Cold here, now. 27 degrees outside. Yikes! I have 8 days to finish everything, ever, for school. That should be totally awesome.

    Instead of doing any kind of studying last night I had drinks and dinner with Babe and two pals. We hit up the Blind Tiger, a west village establishment that serves 40 or so beers on tap. They have only delicious, small brewing company beers that are so tasty! Rumor has it (not really rumor, actually, straight from the horse's mouth is more like it) that this institution will be closing down. From the newsletter:

    According to the official story, our landlord is renovating the building for some really expensive apartments, and he wants to replace us with a Marc Jacobs store. If he let us stay, we might keep his new tenants up at night. I tried to tell him our stereo only has one working speaker left, and it doesn't always work. He didn't care. I also said you guys would be really really quiet. He told me Starbucks was hiring and they had a good pension plan. Gentrification is pretty funny until it happens to you.

    So, swing by if you have a chance. You'll probably see my friend Dave there. If you do, buy him a round, but don't sit by him. You could end up drinking there for the rest of the night.

    Tuesday, December 06, 2005


    Now that I'm no longer the crazy activist (HAHA) that I used to be, it's funny to me what remnants still remain. For example, I still get mocked by BFF for being a "dirty hippie."

    Another by product is a laundry list of boycotts that are now so ingrained I can't imagine breaking them, but ... it's definitely hard to get all mad, you know?

    • Starbuck's: This is one of the older ones, began back in 1996 I think as a protest to the closing of many good, hard working, decent mom and pop coffee shops. The only time I want to break the boycott is when I'm shopping at the grocery store. Most of the coffee they sell on the aisle is shit, but I know Starbuck's is good - but can't do it. I was in the OC with Cindylisimo and lots of others and they made a starbucks run. I was totally embarrassed by the fact that I couldn't shop there and considered breaking the boycott. But Cindy bought me cup so I wouldn't have to
    • The Gap: Nuff said. (Hard, though, when you know the pair of jeans you want is at your fingertips, or every single corner, though.)
    • McDonald's: At the time, it was harder than quitting smoking. It's been 6 years I think. Even if I wanted to break it, Babe wouldn't let us.

    That's all I can think of now, but I'll hit you with more if I can remember. Please list yours!

    Monday, December 05, 2005

    Mr. T Rap

    Thanks to Ms. Fresca for sending this hilarious link to Mr. T rapping about how we should treat our mothers.

    Strikes, snow and smells

    There is still lots of striking going on on this campus here. Tensions are high and the administration is using powerful and effective fear tactics. Wow. It's like Berkeley all over again.

    It snowed this weekend a little bit and made everything Christmas-y and GORGEOUS! Not to mention freezing effing cold. So looking for a snowstorm tonight, too, and then I'll just stay home and under the covers tomorrow.

    (Did you see that right there? That was what you might call "wishful thinking" or a "great big lie" depending on how you look at it.)

    I thought, wrongly, that because of the icy streets and cold wind blowing through town that some of the NASTY smells might have blown away from W 3rd St, but alas, nothing is more powerful than the odor of wet and old trash that clings to the city streets.


    Sunday, December 04, 2005

    Fortune Cookie Philosophy

    At work on a Sunday.
    I save fortunes from fortune cookies and stick them under the glass on my behemoth desk which was hewn from an oak tree round the turn of the century (the last century!).
    In no particular order

    • The night life is for you.
    • Grasp opportunities you will win.
    • Your ideals are well within your reach.
    • Rest has a peaceful effect on your physical and emotional health. (You're telling me, kid.)
      And here's my all time favorite, the one that started this whole tradition:
    • Your family is young, gifted and attractive.


    In other news, went to a bar down in the LES last night called Magician. Such a chill bar to be located in this nabe that is always packed! I say thumbs up! True, we got there early and had seats and by the time we left you could scarcely walk through the place it was so packed. But the vibe was right on, not too swanky and not too hipster-y.

    Saturday, December 03, 2005


    Last night, me and babe partook in two different types of culture - the high and the low.

    High culture - we went to see an off Broadway play, Apparition: An Uneasy Play of the Underknown at The Connely Theatre on E 4th between Ave A and B. This was the first play I've seen in NYC - can you believe that? It was pretty awesome, the actors were neat and well spoken and well costumed and the play was scary. Yup, you heard me right - scary. Like, creepy, no lights on in the theatre, lady bleeding to death on the stage scary. Or scary monologue with no special effects, just one lady talking about when she moved into her new apartment and realized with a sneaking suspicion that she was not living there alone scary. EW LADY STOP TALKING!!!!!

    Low culture - we went to this bar which I cannot find on the web, but you know it, its the one across the street from B Bar on Bowery and 4th St. I've never been there - I don't think, but I do have a vague recollection of going there 10 years ago with my sister - anyways, it was freezing and we were walking back from the play so decided to stop in. And I am so. glad. we. did. Oh college, how well I remember thee. Except I wasn't a drinker in college and never would have been as crazy as these children. Right? Right. Me and Babe sat at the bar and had a beer or two and just watched some of the craziest preening & partying I've seen in a long time. Why were all these people at this one bar? I have no idea. But I've never ever ever seen more shots of SOCO in my life, people. And when I say that (and you know that I generally and sometimes exaggerate) I'm seriously talking about every other guy saying, "Yo, I'll have twenty shots of soco." TWENTY SHOTS?! I saw a group of young women do shots of jack daniels. OH GOD, WHY? And the bartender (who at one point looked at us and said, have you guys ever been here on the weekend? To which we said, Clearly we were the old people sitting in the corner watching "the kids these days.") kept on pouring them. Bottle after bottle of soco. Gross, dude.

    Friday, December 02, 2005

    Haiku Friday

    crisp and delicious
    weather is perfect for this
    lovely winter's day

    its been a big week
    galas, meetings and homework
    but, los hicimos!

    and now we shall rest,
    party like no one's business.
    Happy Fridays, kids!

    Thursday, December 01, 2005

    For Banj

    Good ole Pat Morita, defined a generation's worth of stereotypes.
    No, seriously, though, Karate Kid was such a classic 80s movie and I totally and absolutely had a picture from Teen Beat of Ralph Macchio on my wall.
    But, Pat Morita (Mr. Miyagi) was the best part of that movie!! That scene where he gets drunk and starts singing and screaming BONSAI -- it'll tear your heart out now.
    Anyways, it might seem like this post is late in coming, but its just I've been too broken up about the whole thing to write.

    Sometimes I just forget.
    Say things I might regret.
    Its breaks my heart to see you CRRRRRYYYINGGGGG.

    RIP, Pat Morita.


    December 1! Orale.

    Various roles are catching up with me and my posting has become sporadic. I will bring you a haiku tomorrow and try to post this weekend so you don't think I've forgotten you. I haven't. I like you very much.

    Tuesday, November 29, 2005

    Hors d'oeuvres

    Best blog ever, right here peeps. It could be just me, I mean we all have our favorite blogs, don't we? But this one right here, Waiter Rant just floats my boat. This guy can really turn a phrase, man, and his stories are like little delicious passed hors d'ouevres at a cocktail party - bite size and surprisingly delicious.

    Monday, November 28, 2005

    Happy Birthday Babe

    Today's Babe's birthday! He's 28 on the 28th. There's a special name for this phenomenon, do you have any idea what it is? I can't find it on the web.

    In any case, three cheers for Babe! Hip! Hip! Hooray!

    For any of you who don't know Babe, here are some other people's birthdays that fall on Nov 28 so this is not just a huge waste of your time:

    Judd Nelson (You know, Bender from The Breakfast Club)
    Anna Nicole Smith
    Jon Stewart
    Manolo Blahnik

    Happy Happy Chachi!

    Saturday, November 26, 2005

    M&M Balloon goes crazy, Attacks onlookers

    Despite "experienced balloon handlers" the M&M balloon went totally ballistic during the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade. Minutes after this picture was taken the M&M balloon went careening into a street lamp causing injury to two onlookers, one of whom was in a wheelchair. Way to go M&M.

    Friday, November 25, 2005

    Haiku Friday

    Thanksgiving Dinner
    turkey, stuffing, candied yams
    don't forget the pie!!

    Happy Friday, dears!
    such a nice meal yesterday
    (though I ate too much)

    leftovers today
    'arry pooter viewing too
    have a great day, peeps!

    Thursday, November 24, 2005

    Happy Thanksgiving!

    Happy Thanksgiving! I took these photos from my very own street, just two blocks down from where I live. Wild. Hope you enjoy, especially the VERY SCARY ronald mcdonald.

    Wednesday, November 23, 2005


    I stole this joke from a random indie paper that I took from the Ding Dong Lounge (The paper is called New York Waste):

    A man walks into a bar and orders a beer. As he sips it and sets it down, a monkey swings across the bar and urinates in the pint.
    The man asks the barman, "Who owns the monkey?"
    The barman replies, "The piano player."
    The man walks over to the piano player and says, "Do you know your monkey just urinated in my beer?"
    The piano player answers, "No, but if you hum it, I'll play it."


    Monday, November 21, 2005


    Boston was so fun! Me and Babe walked the Freedom Trail:

    It was awesome. There, we saw such sights as:

    The oldest pub in America, The Bell in Hand, where we had a nice Bell In Hand ale. Deeeeelicious!

    The cemetery where such legendary greats as Sam Adams, John Hancock, and Mother Goose are buried.
    We went that evening to catch some Jazz at Wally's Jazz which was siiick and not just because it was totally packed - the first packed place I saw in Boston, mind you - but also because the music was goood ole jazz music and the bartender made the best-drinks-ever.

    Lest I forget, though, people, I also checked out the bar where everybody knows your name:

    The next day, we met up with my good friend Mawk(Scroll waaaay down) who showed us around Harvard:

    Makes you (or just me, whatever) remember why you went to college, I tell you what.
    I'll be back with more photos of Boston, though, people. I still have to show you the only other Indian in Boston, por ejemplo.

    Alien vs. Predator

    Updates on Boston to follow.

    Last night I saw a great show - Pennywise and Bad Religion at the Nokia theatre in Time Square. Neat venue - sponsored by Heineken, clearly, the bars were all green & they only served Heineken and Amstel. The theatre is totally subterranean which is a trip because you descend about two stories underground to get to the stage.

    The first time I saw Pennywise was 13 years ago when I was a sophomore in high school. I saw them at the now long gone Mayfair theatre. Those were the days when I'd actually go in the pit. Now I'm so much happier sitting in the stands. The first time I saw Bad Religion they opened for Pearl Jam on the Vitalogy tour - in the Polo Fields in San Francisco. Eddie was "sick" and had to go home. Luckily Bad Religion was great.

    So, who is the better band? Bad Religion has been together for 25 years and have really smart, serious lyrics. Pennywise has been together for 16 years and rocks so damn hard you think your head is going to fly off.

    My money is on Pennywise - they just put on a better show and they rock so hard! Bad Religion is excellent too, but in this very mellow we're well into our 40s kinda way.

    Wednesday, November 16, 2005


    Does Bono work for apple?
    I'm not mad, I'm just asking.
    Cuz it seems like he does.

    I'm going to Boston for a couple of days. I'll miss you, children. And Haiku Friday. Maybe I'll be able to get one in there on Friday, but I'm not sure. I'm not really hip enough to blog from my cell phone or anything.

    Top Fives

    Sometimes it just takes a nice, round top five to make the blog day a good one. Here goes, and please add yours, but know that I won't hold you to them.

    Top Five Scary Movies (or four)

    1. The Exorcist
    2. The Shining
    3. The Sixth Sense
    4. The Ring (EW!!)

    Top Five Books - in no particular order

    • East of Eden
    • The Passion
    • 100 Years of Solitude
    • Song of Solomon
    • Harry Pooters

    That's all for now. MAN writer's block STINKS!

    Tuesday, November 15, 2005

    Tip your 40

    Vine Deloria Jr., great Native American writer who wrote Custer Died for Your Sins died on Sunday. Here's the Time's article.

    But, more importantly, here's a link to Amazon, where you can buy the book which, of course, features my Grampa, Mr. Antoine Waupochick, another great Indian hero.

    Thanks for telling the world another side of the story, Mr. Deloria!

    Monday, November 14, 2005


    Randi showed me a new toy. You can go to the South Park website and make a S. Park character to your likeness.

    Sunday, November 13, 2005

    I told you

    That the pics are hilarious.

    La Fiesta Del Babe and Cod

    The party on Friday night was a success! Me and Babe had a great time and so did all our pals. The cupcakes were damn good if I do say so myself. I took everyone's picture after they got a prize from the grab bag so have a series of hilarious pictures of people holding little tiny toys by their faces. I may show some of them to you. For now, here's an Alien to tide you over.

    Friday, November 11, 2005

    Haiku Friday

    kiss a veteran!
    here's to you uncle chiefie!
    and all the others.

    party time tonight
    babe's and my cumpleanos
    lets celebrate peeps!

    this week was so hard
    not in a bad way, just hard
    but now, its friday.

    Haiku Friday Do over!

    I had this beautiful and sad Haiku for Veteran's day (LOL!) but then realized that it's Veteran's Day not Memorial Day! So don't be sad! Go kiss a veteran!!

    Haiku Friday to follow!

    Thursday, November 10, 2005

    Global Warming

    Six months smoke free today!

    Hello coodence!
    Your Quit Date is:Tuesday, May 10, 2005 at 10:15:00 PM
    Time Smoke-Free: 183 days, 11 hours, 8 minutes and 30 seconds
    Cigarettes NOT smoked: 2752
    Lifetime Saved: 21 days
    Money Saved: $966.00

    I'm finally started to see the results of not smoking in the old pocketbook, meaning that I literally hold onto money longer. Before, anytime I had twenty dollars I would spend it on smokes. 2,752 cigarettes not smoked. So gross, as my lungs breathe a sigh of relief.

    In other news, nearly every day in the past 3 weeks someone has brought up global warming. Could it be because on my birthday (last Wednesday) it was in the 70s? Or because it is mid-November and 65 degrees out this AM? Or that the Christmas tree (all 9 tons of it! come to NYC during the holiday season - so effing pretty!) is going up today in rockefeller center and there is nary a snowflake, winter coat, or scarf to be seen?

    (Not complaining, just asking!)
    And Happy Birthday, Ms. Amy! Welcome to your late 20s!

    Wednesday, November 09, 2005

    The New Yorker

    Published in The New Yorker November 14, 2005
    You guys know I heart The New Yorker. I cannot figure out how I feel about this cartoon portraying my peeps.
    1. It's funny.
    2. It's BAD, so BAD!
    3. But so funny!
    What do you think?

    Tuesday, November 08, 2005


    Anyone who knows me knows how much I love California. LOVE IT! Best-state-ever. I'm not sorry, however, to live on this side of the country when they have the governator running the show over there!

    My MIL (mother-in-law for those of you not in the know) sent this funny video clip about why the Governator should no longer be in office.

    Today is election day here in the five boroughs, and all over the good ole U S of A. So get out there and exercise your civic duty!

    Monday, November 07, 2005

    Weekend Report

    Most people have coworkers to whom they report their weekends - me, not so much. My main coworker is on his honeymoon and the other two I don't see too much. So you get the details.

    Anyways, it was a pretty chill weekend. Not much to report. Drank some delicious wine - the pinot noir from the Angeline winery in the Russian River is my favorite right now - with Jessicurl on Friday.

    Saturday me and Babe cleaned our wonderfully complex little one bedroom then we met up with my sister and her Mike and the Baby Katherine. We went to Afghan Kebob House which is so good!

    Sunday we walked all the way down to Fluevog in Nolita so I could get my birthday boots. Up close though and not on the internet they were not so much what I was looking for.

    So we had a beer at Puck Fair across the street from the Puck Building. I've never been there before, but its a great place!

    Was a great weekend, but clearly not very exciting, so I'm sorry if I just bored you.
    Haha, I had fun.

    Sunday, November 06, 2005

    Old Place

    Lots of conversations about the old place versus the new place. We have no clear winner yet. But this pic is a good one. Shows the old place quite well I think. I don't have a similar photo of the new place yet, but once I have one, you'll be the first to see. This of course was the kitchen in our studio, the door to the bathroom.

    Friday, November 04, 2005

    Twenty - Eight

    This is from one of the coolest grrls I used to kick it with at Cal. I'm sharing it with you cuz if you are also 28, then this is relevant to your life:

    Happy Happy Birthday!!!!

    Here is why 28 rocks:

    - 28 is a perfect number (the sum of its divisors, excluding itself, is itself- 1+2+4+7+14. The next perfect number is 496).
    - 28 is the sum of the first 5 prime numbers
    - 28 is the atomic number of nickel. And who doesn't love the nickel? I mean, its worth less than the dime, but its all "fuck the dime. I could kick the dime's ass 'cause I am super buff."
    - Its the number of constellations in Chinese astronomy.
    - Its the number of teeth in a "normal" human
    - Its the standard number of bones. Domino motherfucker!!!

    Welcome to your late 20s Cod. :-)

    Haiku Friday

    interesting week
    twenty eight on wednesday
    am i getting old?

    gorgeous fall weather
    amazing weekend to come
    taking it easy

    relaxing, shopping
    walking around manhattan
    sounds like a plan, man

    Wednesday, November 02, 2005

    Feliz Cumpleanos A Mi

    Strange birthday so far. I spent the day in the basement of an old church in the Bronx learning how to use various City websites to mine for data. Happy Birthday Codfish! But, I'm home, and its a little early, so I can't complain.

    Me and Babe are having a joint birthday party in the next few weeks, so I'm not really doing anything to celebrate. Babe has to work late. I should go shopping.

    Besides, 28 is kind of a random birthday. Its closer to 30, yes. It sounds to me much older than 27 did. I like 7s. 8s, well they just sound damn old. Anyways, I won't wax philosophical here but I will say that it was another A+ year. 27 treated me well.

    The picture is a pic of the cake Babe made for my niece's 2nd birthday. Thought it was too good to use only for that occasion.

    Niagara Falls

    Have you ever been, friendlys? It's really neat. The amount of water that flows over the falls is enough to fill 1 million bathtubs - every minute. This is a pic of me and Babe and Solanar inside the falls. Neat, right?

    Tuesday, November 01, 2005


    I have so much to tell you. It's true. I owe you pictures from Niagara Falls and from the Boda. But, I can't let these things bog me down, people. I also have to talk to you about Halloween.

    Last night, I partied down (See hangover post below. By the way, the gatorade was such a good call!) with a martini and a Slim Jim. It sounds like I'm telling you what I ate and drank, but no, I'm talking about two of my pals!! HAHA That's funny, right?

    Also, Bob Ross of PBS fame (there were actually two Bob Ross's at the bar, but my friend's costume was the better one) was there, an escaped convict, a long island muscle man, an OB GYN, a scary monster, and a priest. I of course was a pretty, pretty princess. (Or Glinda the good witch, who's to say, really!)

    The parade was crazy and the bar we were at was packed. Milady's is one of my favorite bars and certainly my favorite to spend my Halloweener.

    My Hangover Cure

    Toasted bagel and cream cheese + large coffee from JB + 2 motrin + 1,000 dixie cups full of water.

    I hope this works.

    (Otherwise, please kill me.)
    Happy day after halloween.

    Friday, October 28, 2005

    Haiku Friday

    off to buffalo
    for nuptials and niagara
    should be a great time!

    this week was a scream
    maple syrup smell and all
    alot of work done

    sleep in, wee children
    enjoy the blissful fall days
    halloween is next!!

    OOO-OOO That smell

    Can you smell that smell?

    Last night me and Babe were sitting on the couch, watching 24 on DVD. Both of us were slightly under the weather. He more than I. So, we're all of a sudden sniffing the air - "Do you smell pancakes?" We decided it smelled like maple syrup and I wondered what our landlord, who lives below us, was smoking.

    Then! This morning on NY1, there's Pat Kiernan talking about the "Maple Syrup Smell" that hit all over NYC last night. Go figure. Even MSNBC smelled it.

    Haiku to follow.

    Thursday, October 27, 2005

    Not Relaxing

    Since this is technically a place to relax on the web, I try to keep it real chill and not really talk about all kinds of political or controversial topics. And one thing that is surely not relaxing is war. But, what can you do when we are a country at war? Yes, I know, I know, the war is over and the mission is accomplished. But if you don't believe that, and I have a sneaking suspicion that you don't, you may want to spend a little time thinking about the kids who lost their lives due to our country's misdirection.

    This interactive graphic on the NY Times websites names each of the 2,000 dead and what is more, you can order them by different demographics. So if you want to see only
    the 18 year old's who were killed, then that's what you can do.

    Not that you WANT to see these things. Who does, right? But when I was 18 I was having a good old time, running around Berkeley and partying down with my pals and with Babe.

    Wednesday, October 26, 2005

    Entomology 40

    When I was in college (GO BEARS!), I took a class on bugs to help myself get over the fear of them. The class was mostly students filling their general science requirement, but me, I chose this course as an elective. You see, I'm pretty close to phobic when it comes to insects and rodents. It's not that I think they'll HURT me and for the most part, I think yes, it's true, they are more scared of us than we are of them (though if you've ever seen a NY rat I don't know if you can honestly believe that they are scared of anything). But, when I see a bug (except a lady bug, but even that, really) I scream, this little non-elective scream. If I see a mouse (god forbid I see one in my house) a non-elective scream and a shudder.

    So, did the class work? No. What it did though is reinforce my disgust, hatred, and all around revulsion for the mascot of New York City - the cockroach.

    I distinctly recall three things from the Entomology 40 course. (A course which I wrote a stunning 20 page research paper on the mosquito, by the way.)

    a#1 - they showed a movie about roaches and talked about how hardy and resilient they are - splendid creatures, really. In this "movie" they showed a roach walking into a radio, like a schoolie, big, 50s radio, and then the radio blowing up and then the roach walking out of the radio. (Those little black roach traps? Yea, that's going to work.)

    b#2 - this bug professor (guest speaker) came in and brought in hissing cockroaches and picked them up and waved them around the classroom - "Do ya hear that? Do ya hear that? Magnificent!" VOM.

    c#3 - They had this slide showing a half eaten cheeseburger with 3 huge cockroaches sitting on top of it.

    Lesson learned?
    I'm still afraid of bugs.
    Cockroaches, stay out of my kitchen. Or you will pay mightily.

    Tuesday, October 25, 2005


    (painter - Gustave Caillebotte)
    Just so you know, it is the rainiest October ever recorded in New York City history.

    Ray Liotta

    Yesterday's post about the White Sox got me to thinking about the movie 8 Men Out which I don't think I've seen. The movie is about the baseball scandal, you know. What I have seen, though, is Field of Dreams with the increasingly absent from film Ray Liotta. (IF YOU BUILD IT, THEY WILL COME!) Mr. Liotta may just be one of the scariest looking actors of all time, from the beads-of-sweat-so-white-he's-almost green coked-up scenes in Goodfellas to this crazy, partner killing cop in some 90s movie....maybe it was copland?

    Anyways, that's all. Just thinking about Ray Liotta. Take care, then.

    Monday, October 24, 2005


    I'm interviewing some peeps today for a job here. Yeah, they let me pick em. LOL.

    Actually that's not why I'm here. I'm here today to talk with you about baseball. Man oh man do I ever love baseball. Something about it is just so nice. I rarely care too much about who's playing but I do just love to listen to it. I got that from my ma, I think, who got that from her dad.

    If you've been watching the series you probably already know this, but its a good story nonetheless and so I thought I'd bring it to you, since I know you turn to me for news & information. VERY important.

    the white sox scandal
    The 1919 World Series resulted in the most famous scandal in baseball history. Eight players from the Chicago White Sox (later nicknamed the Black Sox) were accused of throwing the series against the Cincinnati Reds. Details of the scandal and the extent to which each man was involved have always been unclear. It was, however, front-page news across the country and, despite being acquitted of criminal charges, the players were banned from professional baseball for life.

    For more info, try the baseball almanac.

    Sunday, October 23, 2005


    Me and Babe needed a tiny kitchen table so we hiked out to IKEA today in Elizabeth NJ. In order for a Manhattanite to get to IKEA without Coche, you have to take the IKEA Bus from the port authority. Thankfully (really?) we live right by the port authority, so we headed out to the bus and it took us right to IKEA. So easy!

    We found the tiny table and we found a couple other cute things that I think you'll probably like. Whoever you are.

    Lesson learned? If you need to go to IKEA and don't have a car, don't worry about it! The IKEA bus totally works. It's totally fast and easy (insert mom joke here) and they must leave about every 15 minutes from IKEA.

    Friday, October 21, 2005

    Haiku Friday

    damn smoke condition
    makes me late to work again
    whats that all about?

    gorgeous weather done
    just in time for the weekend
    (i'm not complaining)

    stolked on the weekend
    new apartment is SO NICE
    sleeping late? oh yes.

    "smoke condition"

    What exactly is a "smoke condition"?

    I don't know what it is, but I know what it does. It stops all the trains in Manhattan - standstill - and makes me late to work.

    Happy Friday! Haiku to follow.

    Thursday, October 20, 2005

    tupperware party

    Here's your funny fifties foto for the day. I'm going to figure out how to make these myself. So we have an unlimited supply of them. Because they are funny.


    I'd like to have one (a tupperware party) or go to one. Any ideas?

    30 Minute Meals

    Highly recommended: Rachel Ray's 30 Minute Meals. Make em. She's so great. I think she gets on people's nerves cuz she's so perky. Well, it seems to have worked for her. Read this neat NYTimes article about her story. You'll like it and you may like her a little bit more - or at least forgive her her goofy laugh.

    Oh Rachel Ray, you use SO MUCH EVOO!!

    Salad Dressing and Earthquake relief

    Unlike the outpouring of good will and banner ads for the Hurricane victims, there hasn't been that much information on how to give to the victims of the recent earthquake. I know UNICEF is a good place to give, but would take suggestions on any others.

    On an entirely unrelated note (in fact I wonder if I should split this up into two posts?) I learned a new recipe for the best salad dressing of all time last night!

    1 part taco sauce (like 2 tbspns)
    Juice of 2 limes
    sour cream (like 2 tbspns)

    mix it up! YUM!

    Wednesday, October 19, 2005

    Funny fifties foto

    to end your day with a smile!

    Just do this

    That's all.

    George Packer's comment in this week's New Yorker lays out (in 1 short page) exactly what Dems have to do to succeed in the 2006 election. So, start taking notes people:

    Instead of trying to cobble together a hypothetical majority with a hodgepodge of small-bore policy proposals, the Democrats need to nationalize the elections of 2006 the way the Republicans did in 1994. A Democratic manifesto that unites the PartyÂ’s own diverse factions would begin as a referendum on the ruling party: the White House and Congress have handed government over to corrupt interests, and, in so doing, the Republicans have betrayed basic American principles of honesty, competence, and fairness. There is no reason for Democrats to be on the defensive about moral values. On issue after issue, government by cronyism and corruption has sacrificed the interests of the middle class to those of the Administration'’s wealthy friends. The deepening inequality in American life threatens families and democracy, and it is neither natural nor inevitable.

    Got that? So let's get cracking people.
    My personal favorite of this piece is this: "government by cronyism and corruption has sacrificed the interests of the middle class to those of the Administration's wealthy friends. "
    Because that just about sums it up, doesn't it? Government by cronyism and corruption. That's our president. The whole column is really great, so I recommend it. Though it in general makes it sound REALLY easy to win back the US of A from the hands of "the corrupt" (AS IF DEMS DON'T PARTAKE IN THEIR OWN FAIR SHARE OF CORRUPTION) it does give me hope that one day we won't have to be totally embarrassed by our president.
    Go forth now and spread the good word.

    For now

    This will have to do.

    Tuesday, October 18, 2005

    Core Plan & Misc.

    How much do you sleep? I usually get about 7 hours of sleep and that includes time spent snoozing. Last night I took a nap from 8 - 10 PM then slept at night. I think I'm going to do that every night. I feel fantastic. I dreamt that I had two children and that I kept forgetting to feed them. What did you dream?

    I lost 3 pounds on the core plan this week. Am not looking for them, they are lost for good. I've quit smoking for over 5 months. I'll tell you when I'm happy about it.
    I'm going to have a FUBU birthday party for me and Babe in November. As in For us By us. Do you want to come? That's all for now. Just a quick check in because I missed you yesterday. I swear I'll try to think of something interesting and hit you back.

    Oh! And thanks to Randi for this:
    next time you feel fat, remember that 8% of your weight is blood. Werd.

    Sunday, October 16, 2005

    Easy like Sunday mornin

    Friday night was a mess. Not in the disaster sense of the term but in the omg why do you need to get gray's papaya hot dogs at 4:30 in the morning?

    Me and Babe had some fun with samuelle and jeff. In case you turn to me instead of sheckys, I will tell you the bars we went to and give you some reaction. K?

    Libation: We started at this pretty bar, with pretty people, pointy shoes and velvet ropes. Very cool place and a good ole way to start off the night.

    Waikiki Wallys: We went here next, it's a super hokie theme bar with hoogie drinks. "Enormous cocktails" is what we called em.

    Casimir: Next was this random, very ethnic looking place, with extremely low tables and 1,000 candles. Being that we were the only people there, it really felt like "they shouldn't have" gone through so much trouble to light the place up. Quickly moved on from there.

    Rue B: Classic standby. This bar is always an excellent choice to finish off an evening (I wish it ended here.) Usually they have a cool 3 piece band playing, but not this evening. Could've been that it was just too late. Though all of my friends were hitting on the waitress, she took it all in stride and we had a great time.

    You think its done, don't you? I wish it were, people. I wish it were. We took a cab ride home and as we were walking to the pad, someone (SAMOI) called out, maybe one more round! Sure. Why the heck not?

    Rudy's: Categorized as sleazy, and it is no wonder why. The huge lifesize pig outside makes you wonder if they are serving ribs inside (they're not) and you never, ever, want to see what you're standing on. Last call for NYC and for the three of us took place in this locale.

    Friday, October 14, 2005


    rain won't stop ever
    no matter, we'll still go out
    finished my paper

    guest in town so fun
    apartment to show people
    pals come on over!

    partying tonight
    sleeping late til afternoon
    my world is peaceful


    core plan

    My TGIF message will be here soon. I'm still struggling to get this paper done.
    Sammuelle is here from the bay area. He's so funny, you guys. If you don't know Samois , I'm sorry. For example, last night he explained to me that Asian men have tight hamstrings.

    Oh Sammy Wa.
    More in a bit.

    OH CORE PLAN - yeah, I'm on a diet. No bread. Low carbs, low fat. I almost ripped a muffin out of a child's hand this morning.

    Thursday, October 13, 2005


    Sometimes, just checking out the best of craigslist is a good way to pass the time. I'm not doing that today, because I have work to do and a paper due, but if you do have the time, I say click here:

    Go on, Craigslist!

    For an excellent tounge-in-cheek account of "10 Reasons Why Gay Marriage is Wrong."

    My favorites:

    02) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.
    05) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed; the sanctity of Britany Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage would be destroyed.
    08) Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.
    Well, you get the picture. Click the link for the full 10.

    and thanks to Nancoi for always forwarding me things she knows I like

    Rainy Day

    We've had 8 inches of rain in the past two days. Looks like we'll be having about 8 more today. I walk by a wee private school on my way to the subway and this morning saw the soggy playground and thought about all the screaming hyper children who are stuck inside today.

    Brought to mind the old game "Heads Up, Seven Up" that we used to play during recess when it rained. Did ya'all play that one, too? Well this AM I couldn't remember either the point nor the rules of the game. So, as a tribute to a rainy day and all of the screaming children stuck inside:

    Head's Up, Seven Up, is a children's game that is played in primary school...The goal is for selected participants to correctly guess the person who pressed their thumb.

    To start the game, seven children are selected and come to the front of the room. The team captain says, "Heads down, thumbs up!" The class puts their head down, closes their eyes, and puts one thumb up. The chosen seven circulate through the room, each of the children secretly pressing one thumb down. This takes about one minute. The captain then calls "Heads up, seven up!". All children raise their heads and the lucky seven whose thumbs were pressed stand up. Each in turn names the person they think pressed their thumb. If they are correct, the thumb-presser sits down and the winning child takes their place. The game then starts again.

    (Thanks, Wikipedia.)
    Anyone care to join me for a round?

    Wednesday, October 12, 2005

    I swear it rains harder

    in Hell's Kitchen.

    Hell's Kitchen, where I reside, is contained (now) in the boundaries of 34th St - 59th St and 8th Avenue West til the Hudson River *because I live by a river.*

    Why is it called Hell's Kitchen, you ask? Well, let me (or rather, let someone else) tell you:

    Although the name Hell's Kitchen refers to a rough section on the South Side of London, the term in reference to New York first appeared in print on September 22, 1881 when a New York Times reporter went to the West 30s with a police guide to get details of a multiple murder there. He referred to a particularly infamous tenement at 39th Street and 10th Avenue as "Hell's Kitchen," and said that the entire section was "probably the lowest and filthiest in the city." According to this version, 39th Street between 9th and 10th Avenues became known as Hell's Kitchen and the name was later expanded to the surrounding streets. Another version ascribes the name's origins to a German restaurant in the area known as Heil's Kitchen, after its proprietors. But the most common version traces it to the story of Dutch Fred The Cop, a veteran policeman, who with his rookie partner, was watching a small riot on West 39th Street near 10th Avenue. The rookie is supposed to have said, "This place is hell itself," to which Fred replied, "Hell's a mild climate. This is Hell's Kitchen."

    So there you have it folks. I took that from here.

    Tuesday, October 11, 2005

    Times Square & Me and My Dad

    Here's a neat picture of my next door neighbor, the spectacular spectacular Times Square and a picture of me and my Dad. Oh dads.

    Whistling Camp

    I try not to get too involved in baseball - I only end up getting upset. Man did I ever want the Yankees to win last night. Better luck next year, fellas. I can't wait til the stupid Angels get beat by the White Sox. (I HOPE! SEE? Here I go again.)

    Does anyone know of a place that teaches whistling? I find my skills to be lacking and am looking to learn how to whistle in tune. Is it something you can even learn? I've been practicing for years and frankly don't think I'm getting any better.

    Monday, October 10, 2005

    Well that sucks

    Bummer about Friendster, man!

    One of the best-things-ever about Friendster was the ability to look up people you don't talk to anymore and click on your pals pictures over and over again even though you've seen them all before. Well, now you can see who's viewed you, and further, they can see you!

    If you have an account and haven't logged on in awhile you'll be suprised at the changes that abound. Now I know that some strange guy keeps looking at my page - so weird! And, to all of you who I've lovingly and socially stalked in the past, I'll see you on myspace!!

    Hell's Kitchen food review

    Tried a few new places this weekend - Tiny Thai on 9th Avenue and 46th or so, very cute and small. Fresh, too, which is really all I ask for. Still, Galanga on 4th street is my favorite and thats because they make their pineapple fried rice without huge crustaceans in it.

    Also tried La'Allegria per my neighbor's recommendation. Its on my corner - 44th and 9th. 'sokay. The service was horrendous but the pasta was delicious and could've fed an army.

    Watched more sports this weekend than most weekends. Me folks were in town, is prolly part of it. My poor cal bears - they always get so close and then lose. We really invested ALOT of time into this pinchi game, too, what seemed like 5 hours, only to have the STUPID bruins beat them in the end. Babe was MAD.

    Watched the Jankees last night. I was glad they beat the Angels. Who cares about the stupid Los Angeles Angels from Anaheim? OH! Sorry, its not that serious. I'm a little tired.

    Friday, October 07, 2005


    Watched the flick sin city the other evening. Dug it. I think I would like movies more if, as a rule, the blood portrayed in the violent scenes was white. Frodo was CRAZY in this movie, evil-eyed creepy-crazy. Jessica Alba IS hot and Britney Murphy ain't so bad to look at herself. But say nothing other than BDT for I love BenicioDelToro and think that he might be part super-hero.

    There's just something about superheros....

    As you may recall, I like to click nextblog on the ole blogger. Bugs me when people "pimp out their webpage" (I borrow a term from myspace) and then it either takes a long time to load and or freezes my mozilla and or they don't include the next blog feature. i aint madatcha, I'm just saying.

    Yesterday, I met Mimi the illegal immigrant blogger who is a stripper by day and a journalist by night. google her if you want to read more about her, she's totally excellent. I'm co-teaching this course on illegal immigration in new york city, you know. You'd be surprised how many people are illegal immigrants. Lotsa people falsely assume all illegal immigrants are poor people who came here to escape dreadful conditions. Yeah, not so much. Mimi, for example, went to Cambridge. Other people came here for adventure, for school and overstayed visas, or just because of connections or lovers or fun. It's true.

    maybe lotsa people don't think that, but i think i may have.

    I'm starting a diet on Monday, which will be exactly 5 months without a fucking cigarette. Monday is also stupid columbus day which i can't believe is an actual holiday in this country. i hope children in school at least learn that columbus wasn't so much a 'discoverer' as a 'conquerer.'

    i stole this joke from the "next blog" i clicked:
    two antennas met on a roof and got married. the ceremony wasn't much but the reception was excellent.



    Friday - hello! Started the day with a meeting, a good way to dive right into a Friday.

    I have a bit of a query - there's this whole heightened state of alert thing happening with the subways, you know, some type of threat. Specifically towards the subway, which I now take to get to work.

    Well a grrls gotta work, right? I mean, as I got on this AM I was wondering, am I foolhardy? Am I committing the fallacy of, "this isn't going to happen to me." But, honestly, what are the chances? I really don't know what to do. My mother called me and told me not to take the subway today (but that's how I got here this AM) and I said fine, I won't take it home. But will I? How else am I going to walk home? I mean, I could walk the three miles - but really, what if its raining? Plus, I wore flip flops.

    Tonight, we're going to a party WAY uptown. Cab? Sounds expensive! Bus? Yeah, right. Babe doesn't really do buses. So, not so sure what to do.

    Any thoughts?

    Thursday, October 06, 2005


    My folks are here and they could not be cuter.

    I just dropped them off in the vortex that is 40th and 8th avenue to pick up a rental car. My parents, then, are driving out of Manhattan. I gave them both a hug and wished them god speed. **I hope this works.**

    Took my folks to a dive bar last night near our pad. I don't know the exact name but the sign touted cold beer and hot women so we couldn't resist. Uber divey, with a pool table and checkered table cloths, I can surely see myself going back there. Something like the Bull Moose Saloon on 44th and 9th Avenue. The pitchers were 10 bucks. You really can't go wrong with that.

    And now I'm here at work. Ready set go for an excellent day. Sorry I don't have any too blogworthy to share, but I'll come back to ya if I think of something.

    Wednesday, October 05, 2005

    The Daily Show

    Just a reminder that if you are not watching the Daily Show you are totally missing out.

    I'm getting settled into the new place, though we have limited seating until Saturday. I'm starting to feel like I actually live there. Folks are coming today from San Diego so that will make the whole new apartment thing a little more real.

    We've been gavalanting about the Hell's Kitchen hood for restaurants and have tried a number of them. The best so far is Arriba! Arriba! on 51st and 9th Avenue. Really good mexican food with salsa that is actually spicy AND contains cilantro. I know, crazy. I was feeling good about that restaurant, then went to Tucson Arizona to visit sibling and family and had "real" refried beans, where I once again realized what I am missing. Why can't anyone in NYC refry up a damn pinto bean?

    Last night we tried Pietrasanta or something like that on 48th and 9th avenue which has a good ole special, pasta, salad and a glass a wine for 13 dollars. Great deal! Because of said deal, though, the place gets jam packed and what should be a quick meal turns out to be a long one. (service stunk.)

    Finally, and this is a bit off topic (as if there is ever any topic) I went to my local pizzeria the other day as I'm wont to do before class. Ben's, on the corner of MacDougal and W 3rd is a village mainstay. As I was sitting at the tiny table eating my pizza in broad daylight, a rat went zooming from the kitchen to the pizza counter. Bye bye Ben's. Its not that I didn't know there were rats/mice on this particular corner its just that if the rodent has the audacity to run in the middle of the day through a crowded pizza joint, he's just too comfortable for me.

    Tuesday, October 04, 2005

    Now that's blogworthy

    So, I'm catching up on my blog reading and I check out Mona's Apple, with her excellent review of Bellavitae. Interestingly enough, my good pal also reviewed Bellavitae. And, when I went there with my sister, the owners were talking about this review they had seen online, which was that very same review. I told them I just so happened to know the guy who wrote the review.

    But, Mona's story goes on to include an encounter with a drunken patron at Babbo. Sitting at lunch the other day with my coworkers, one of them told a story about how just the other day they had gone to Babbo for dessert and a cocktail and were surprised to encounter a totally drunk and obnoxious patron, who the bartenders had to escort out of the bar.

    El mundo es un panuelo, people. I don't make this shit up.


    The "Urban Dictionary" word of the day is blog fodder (when you hear something and the first thing you think of is that you should post it on your blog.)

    I call this blogworthy. When I hear a funny story or see a good picture or think of some random topic that you might find interesting.

    So many times, though, it's NOT really blogworthy.

    For example, I told you previously how much I like typos. One person emailed me regarding my craigslist posting to sell our sofa bed (poor sofa bed, left on the street for dogies to peepee on) and asked me if my "soft bed" was still available. Oh, I laughed and laughed. I said to Babe, "babe, that's blogworthy right there!" Guess what happened when I wrote it into a blog? It just wasn't funny.

    The packers losing last night. I thought, I could really write something interesting about how my heart aches and I feel sad when the packers lose. I wrote that out, too, but that's really all I can say about it. It's not REALLY blogworthy because there is just not much there.

    So I guess the moral of the story is, though I search for fodder, it's sometimes difficult to find things that are blogworthy.


    Monday, October 03, 2005

    Tucson is beautiful this time of year

    Flew home last night from AZ. Our pilot's name was J. Diddy. How's that for inspiring faith?

    Took American Airlines which took was on time the entire way. Is Jet Blue lame? Is that why I'm usually delayed? Or did we just get lucky this weekend?

    Plane conversations - I used to be the queen of them. I loved chatting it up with the person next to me. Now, I'm not so much into talking to people. I spoke a little with the lady on the short flight twixt Dallas and Tucson. Nothing to write home about.

    On the other hand, the people sitting behind me yesterday as I was struggling through my reading for class today (Foucault takes all the concentration I can muster) they hit it off like ... insert simile here of two things that hit if off really well. But its not that they were just chatting it up, cuz I can read when people are chatting its that the had the peculiar condition of being unable TO CONTROL THE VOLUME OF THEIR VOICES and that their conversation was SO DUMB people.

    Before you get all mad and think I'm making an "arbitrary rule" about conversations (see comment below if you don't get that joke) here are a few examples of what they said:

    passenger one: "what's your favorite food, do you like sushi?"
    Passenger two: "No, I don't like sushi."

    P1: "I think Jessica Alba is hot."
    P2: "Who do you think is hotter keira knightley of Jessica Alba?"

    P1: "Do you go out in the city at all?"
    P2: "We go to Coldstone creamery, Bob's bagels, and out to dinner."


    Saturday, October 01, 2005


    Well, per usual, something shat on my parade...

    Of course it didnt fit

    Friday, September 30, 2005


    I felt like I won the mega millions jackpot this morning. Our good pals came by to pick up the lovable sofa and they LOVED the apartment! (I mean, I know I love it, but it sure is nice to hear that other people love her, too.)

    THEN I went outside and the weather is effing perfection people. Oh Christ it could bring a tear to the eye. Crispy breeze, delicious sunshine, not a cloud in the sky. Mellow 60 degrees. I got me jeans on peeps. ME JEANS!!!! First time since the summer began.

    THEN I was standing outside the ATM vesitbule (jill goodacre) calling my bank. It's like scratching off a scratcher ticket - did I or didn't I? Come on, big money, big money - I DID!!!! PAYDAY TODAY! ONE DAY EARLY!

    (not to mention the obvious, that it is Friday.)

    Thursday, September 29, 2005

    Full of...

    I was told yesterday that I am full of myself.

    Joking or not, being that the aforementioned is likely true, I've been turning the idea over in my mind.

    At first I thought - ouch. That's kinda mean. But, considering I had just called the person who said it an idiot, I quickly move on from this idea.

    Then, self doubt creeps in. Is this what everyone thinks? God!, That Coodencia, she's so damn full of herself? Well, I certainly hope not.

    Finally, I realized a couple of things...

    A#1 - Clearly, I am full of myself. I have here this weblog that I adore where I just pontificate and expound my views on pop culture, NYC life, and my own self to the world. For no reason other than I like it. Likewise, I spend alot of time thinking about ME. I think about my life, how much fun I have, how much I love my man. Oh. That last one doesn't fit but when I think of me, I think of him, too. I work hard at work, I am constantly going to school and volunteering for things - for self-improvement and to live life to the fullest. Full of myself? Yes, I am.

    B#2 - More people should be full of themselves. You only get one shot at this world, people. Save your religious afterlife BS, I'm talking the here and now. You should spend as much of it as possible doing what you can to make you and the people around you better. Full of yourself? You should be.

    C#3 - There are worse things to be. Self deprecating, self loathing, or worst of all - The Martyr. You get no points from me for doing everyone else's work for them. Focus on you - the result will be that you are a much more effective and interesting person and you will learn from people and they will learn from you.

    Truth be told, I'd be sad if you thought I was full of myself "in a bad way." I'd prefer - she's full of herself, not that there is anything wrong with that.

    Cuz in the end, aren't we ALL full of ourselves? I mean, really.



    It's back, it's back.

    Guess what I'm doing while I sip my morning coffee?

    Watching NY1! People in Hell's Kitchen get up early, man. The TWC guy was here at 7:30AM, though not scheduled to come until tonight after work. But I'm not complaining.

    Get ready peeps. The inane television tips and reviews are coming soon.

    Stay tuned.

    Wednesday, September 28, 2005

    end of day

    a little late for a post, i know. i got in trouble for not updating and was asked by babe why i "hate" my blog.

    i went to the metlife building today, the sky club. sounds fancy, huh? know why? cuz it is. damn fancy. fucking fancy as they say around here. i could see the entire city and both rivers. takes the breath away. or that could have been the elevator which went from the lobby to the 50th floor so fast i dont even want to think about it.

    we had a long converation at lunch today about the difference between fruits and vegetables. don't ask. anyways, i said that if it has seeds, its a fruit. if not, its a vegetable.

    any takers?

    Tuesday, September 27, 2005


    Do you know what sells like hotcakes in NYC?

    Magazines. I don't know if this is a distinctly NYC phenomena, or if this happens in all places, but go try and find the Forbes 400 Richest right now and you probably won't be able to find it.

    Similarly, when Jenn's tell-all came out in Vanity Fair, I bought the LAST copy at the newstore. The LAST one. The person who looked for it after me - well they couldn't get one, could they?

    Then, and this happened not once, not twice, but a few weeks in a row, I went to pick up my NY Times sunday edition - and there was not one left in the whole damn neighborhood. They'd sold out like...

    well, hotcakes.

    Monday, September 26, 2005

    I'm going to become a drummer

    So I can be just like Meg White.

    Just got back from the dang White Stripes concert and they rocked the hizouse. Jack White is the sickest guitar player I've ever seen in a live show and Meg White is HOT.

    They played so many great jams, and I knew almost all of the songs. The venue was a minor league ball park out in coney island - double siiick. I could see REAL well and all around just dug it.

    So Meg White. Now, I've heard the naysayers, per uzh. "Everyone can do what she does, she's not that great of a drummer." First of all, shut up. Second of all, anyone who has said that has never seen these two in concert. Talk about chemistry. Sister or not, (Yeah, right), they are totally on the same page and they rock HARD in unison.

    She's got this bitchen 50s thang going on, really feminine pretty, but then she fucking bangs on the drums so hard you think her head might fly off of her shoulders and go careening off stage.

    Thumbs up to the stripes, yo.

    Friday, September 23, 2005

    no, word to YOUR mother

    Another one bites the dust. Another week, that is. Man oh man this one was a rabble rouser, wasn't it?

    I knew I was losing it when I literally started firing off angry posts to the anonymous passer-by who got mad at my eyeshadow post (see below.) It's because I was here at work for many many hours yesterday and the day before. We had our first board meeting, see, and I was feeling a little stressed, frankly.

    But today dawns a new day. What? It's already lunch time.

    Today it's Friday, and for Friday, I'd like to offer up a gaggle of haiku (non technical term for 3 haiku).

    Thank God it's Friday
    thought this day would never come
    We made it, bitches

    what a week it was
    will all weeks be like this one?
    wondering aloud

    a trip to target
    unpacking boxes sunday
    seeing white stripes, too.

    Thursday, September 22, 2005


    This is totally rad, you guys:

    Burning Man Comic Book

    Enjoy! (And thanks to peaches for finding it and sending the link!)

    2 random tips

    what would you do without my tips? how would you know which social mores to follow?

    • make-up tip #1 - your eyeshadow should prolly not match your shirt - particularly if your shirt is lavender, but also just in general. your eyeshadow should compliment your eye color and your overall "look." that being said, lady on the train with the blue shirt and the blue eyeshadow - you've been warned.
    • typos - typos are funny in emails to your friends - like when babe said "you're a bus woman over there!!" as opposed to busy woman. Hahaha. But in your web log, you should prolly give her the ole spell check. believe me - i know.

    'tsall for now.

    Wednesday, September 21, 2005


    television, television, television, television

    oh yeah! I want to bask in your golden light,
    submerge in electric waves,
    I need my connection to the world outside

    - Bad Religion

    So having moved into my glorious new one bedroom apartment with its brand new flooring and appliances I'm just dyin' for things to be perfect. Oh perfect, why do you allude me so?

    My stove, micro and dishwasher still aren't hooked up. Boxes full of clothing abound. Why is there still plaster on the floors from horribly sloppy workerbees? But - I'm not complaining about any of these things. It takes time, it will happen. Every day me and Babe or Babe and I do a little bit more - baby steps.

    But my TV. We have no TV until the end of the month. Where are you, Pat Kiernan on NY1? Where are my friends reruns? What if I miss the season premiere of Desperate Housewives? Could the packers be playing this Sunday on TV? How funny was Ellen hosting the Emmys?

    I don't know.

    Because I didn't see.

    TV!!!!! Where are you???!!!! I miss you.

    Tuesday, September 20, 2005


    I'm such a subway rider. Dudes, I totally have an unlimited pass.

    Today, I was reading my anti-americanism book on the E train on my way to work when all of a sudden....the train was delayed due to a sick passenger. Some things never change.

    Still, the subway is worlds better than BART, the way I used to get to work in the Bay. BART was known to simply stop all together for hours at a time or chug along at a snails pace, invariably on the days you had meetings. Plus there was always the irrational fear of being stuck on the bottom of the bay if BART decided to stop en route to San Francisco.

    More updates on the new place to come. It's so nice. You'll love it.

    Monday, September 19, 2005

    kinda gross

    kinda cute

    strange photo of baby porcupines.

    moved all weekend, that was awesome. thank god for babe's coworker matt or we wouldn't have made it out alive. in any case, the new place is awesome. its so dope - new appliances, new floor, new everything. our bed was delivered on sunday morning. deeeelicious. i'll keep you posted as things progress. right now its a maze of boxes and i'm really tired, but i like it. you will too!

    Friday, September 16, 2005


    Man oh man, who doesn't love Friday? Cool wind in your hair, fresh pina colada and the setting sun right over the water.

    Wait, what?

    Just a quickie note to say hello and i totally gdman made it through the week! i'm moving tomorrow - me and babe are packing up and shipping uptown. Hell's Kitchen here we come! They won't know what hit em.

    We're selling the couch - if you need a couch, let me know.

    OOH but on a much more serious note - I'm reading a book for my new major called "anti-americanism" and wow is it ever enlightening! suffice it to say, i had several AHA moments last night as i was reading about our neighbors to the south and how they have been adversely affected by our years of imperialistic policies.

    put that in your pipe and smoke it.

    Thursday, September 15, 2005

    voting follow up

    Well, almost none of the people I voted for won. I'm just saying. Brian Ellner didn't win. Leslie Crocker Snyder - not so much. Weiner didn't get enough votes for a run off. Um what else...

    Gotbaum is still the public advocate (I voted for Norm).

    I don't know what a Surrogate is. That was on the ballot. Let's look it up, instead of packing a box or reading any of my homework....

    From the Gotham Gazette:

    Surrogate's Court Judges oversee wills and estates and also consider adoptions in New York City. Earlier this year, Brooklyn Surrogate's Michael Feinberg was kicked off the bench for corruption, and three Democrats are now seeking the Brooklyn seat. In Manhattan, a sitting Surrogate's Court Judge has reached the mandatory retirement age of 70, so two Democrats are seeking that seat.

    well there ya go.

    Wednesday, September 14, 2005

    burning man

    dammit, i didnt go. now i'm kicking myself in the face and sad sad sad to have missed it. i try to have my own little burning man every day but ... well theres only so much sand and art i can fabricate.

    i'm reading up on the burner love and hijinks from various places. i'll be seeing all of you and the playa next year.

    Tuesday, September 13, 2005


    dang what is funner than voting? i can think of fewer things.
    i know, i know, there are all kind of haters on elections and on politicians and blah blah blah blah blah.
    to you i say whatever. stupid george bush is president because of such attitudes.
    anyways, that was not the point of this post to hate on the naysayers. No.

    The point was to say YAY to voting. Today I voted in my primary elections and I read up in my little pamphlet that came in the mail and chose some I think delicious little candidates for various public offices.


    Monday, September 12, 2005

    Don't act like you don't do it!

    Today's Urban Dictionary Word of the Day:

    Side Buttoned

    The term used when you call someone and they hit the ignore button on their cell phone, to avoid speaking with you.

    oh baby

    I'm soo tired....

    (Jane's Addiction)

    How bout you? Stinks to start Monday feeling like you worked all weekend. Whats more, it sucks to work all weekend. But, kids, the fun is just beginning. Babe and I moved half of our things this weekend which is totally awesome. My new place is fantastic. You'll love it.

    I finished the god forsaken paper that I started last week. Now I just have to turn it in. It's late. I've never turned in a paper late before. Stranger things have happened.

    Today is my first day of school. I picked out my outfit with that in mind. Mike pinned a card with my name on it to my blouse this AM.

    Blouse. Haha.

    Out of spoons this morning. Eating my yogie thats been dyed with peruvian bugs with a fork.

    Some good news please?

    OH YEAH! But I did go out on Saturday and that was really fun. Ended up at this NYU bar that reminds me of Kips in Berkeley. Its an outdoor joint on 3rd Ave just below St. Marks. The drinks are so cheap the place is made for college students. But for $3 a glass of wine, its worth a look-see.

    Thursday, September 08, 2005

    Complete this Sentence

    My favorite time to smoke cigarettes is when _________________________________.

    Even if you always/sometimes/never smoke cigarettes, if you've only have five, or had 1 million and five, I feel as though everyone has a favorite time to enjoy a delicious and refreshing cigarette.

    It could be, for example, "sunrise at Burning Man, after a full night of partying."
    Or, the tried but true, "after sex."
    Or, for some, "when I'm nervous, getting ready for an interview/play/game."
    Or, even, "well, I've never smoked a cigarette, but I imagine my favorite time to smoke a cigarette is when I win a million dollars."
    Or, for BFF and the Kryst-Child, "when I have a delicious glass of red wine."

    But for me, I would complete the sentence with, "I'm writing a paper."

    So, My favorite time to smoke cigarettes is when I'm writing a paper.

    Do you know what I did last night? I wrote a paper. Do you know what I didn't do last night? Have a god damned cigarette.

    Wednesday, September 07, 2005

    a quick note

    as i'm drowning under the weight of four converging roles/assignments:
    1) co teaching a class that starts tomorrow on the topic of illegal immigrants in nyc. know any? if you are one, drop a comment in the comment box. i'd love to talk to you.
    2) taking a class that starts on monday and all the registration & book buying & tuition jargon and rigamaroll that goes with it.
    3) have a monster paper due on friday that has been through the mill and is killing me slowly.
    4) my actual job that i am paid to do with a thousand tiny little deadlines
    OH AND MOVING to my new pad!

    So i just wanted to say, in all of this, that your daily candy for the day is to watch the HBO series Entourage. It's a delightful comedy about four guys from Queens, one of them who makes it big in Hollywood. So they all go with him to LA. It's cute and funny and doesn't require any sort of brain power.

    As Babe puts it, "they just hang out, drink and smoke, and get girls."

    Monday, September 05, 2005

    labor day: celebrating working hard since 1887.

    After my extensively restful labor day experience, spent frolicking in the country I thought I would entice you with the juicy details about why we celebrate labor day.

    Labor day is a celebration of ... well, nothing really. It doesn't really commemorate anything, it doesn't honor any victory, or mourn anyone's passing, or celebrate anyone's life. It doesn't remind us to do anything or feel anything or buy anything. There are no labor day cards or cakes.

    It's just a day to BarBque.

    "Labour Day (or Labor Day) is an annual holiday that resulted from efforts of the labour union movement, to celebrate the economic and social achievements of workers. (see also May Day) "
    labor day

    Friday, September 02, 2005

    pointing fingers

    personally, I'm glad the mayor and other representatives from down south are publicly denouncing the way the administration and others are responding to the catastrophic natural disaster that is happening right now.

    how come there isn't a little green ribbon on every website where you can click to donate? and how come their isn't a benefit concert on TV and every email oughta at least bring up the subject in the first line or two. i work for a major institution and our web page doesn't mention said crisis. yet.

    could it be partially because our idiot president hasn't "gotten behind" this relief effort? what is going on with him?
    Michael Moore is mad about it, so are plenty of other people. i don't think a tragedy like this is a reason to "get all political" or start pointing fingers, but it is a little appalling that our-fellow-Americans are being treated like they aren't American at all.

    Thursday, September 01, 2005

    big day

    Get a load of Debbie Harry. She still totally rocks. Checked out a free concert in WSP (I told you about it, remember?) and saw not only Blondie but Bouncing Souls. All right.

    Then I went to see fantasma de la ópera. There's a classic for you. A lot different than the CBGB concert, but some similarities, in regards to the era being represented. The opera was totally 80s and so was Blondie. See what I mean?

    Wednesday, August 31, 2005

    fortune cookie philosophy

    consume less. share more. enjoy life.

    the smallest things

    can much such an enormous difference!

    It's hot here today, people. Like real muggy. So I'm walking to work and things are going okay, sort of a ho hum morning. I'm late per usual. And all of a sudden what do I see?! Two people dressed up like bananas passing out tiny little Jamba Juice smoothies. YAY FREE JAMBA JUICE ON A HOT MORNING!! YAY PEOPLE DRESSED UP LIKE BANANAS!!

    Another small thing is that I heard on NY1 today that there is going to be a rally in Wash Sq Park today to save CBGBs and BLONDIE is going to perform.

    No kidding! Blondie! I brought the camera to work today. Cuz you know I only work one block from WSP.

    Monday, August 29, 2005

    the shore

    Dude I told you I went to the shore, right? This is it!

    Misc. Shore Photos

    the shore II Posted by Picasa

    Top left: the fortune teller
    Top right: Val's tomato pies
    Bottom left: the house we stayed in and the trusty porch swing
    Bottom right: Feliz Navidad!


    i'm kind of in a funk today, ya'all. this is rare form for me, i usually almost always have a smile on my face or something incredibly witty to say.

    today i'm a little funky. the world is not so much my oyster. why? i still have a groovy life, i still have some great pals, a hot husband, a nice apartment. My health.

    i grow weary. i do, its true. i feel like i have an itch i can't scratch. something's picking at me from the inside out and i tell you what. its started to really wear me down.

    someone give me some good news. you know what else i want? i want people to stand up and cheer when i walk into a room. i want people to tell me constantly how fucking dope i am.

    i'll go first.

    You're Fucking Dope.

    my turn.

    Friday, August 26, 2005

    A bust

    Well Stepford Wives stunk, but you probably coulda told me that. I will say this though, Christopher Walken makes me laugh just by talking. Whenever he opens his mouth to speak, I start laughing. What is with that guy?! Well, I decided to do a little searchypoo on the actor and found some funny stuff. Including, but not limited to:

    1) He's been married to the same woman since 1969.
    2) He's quite the dancer and usually tries to work in some dance step into each of his movies.
    3) He's apparently running for president. Can some please verify?!


    Oh, well, I think I've just verified for myself that this is a hoax, but a fine and elaborate one at that!

    Thursday, August 25, 2005

    rules to live by

    1 - Free your heart from hatred,
    2 - Free your mind from worries,
    3 - Live simply,
    4 - Give more,
    5 - Expect less.

    (courtesy of the save the rainforest website below)

    Misc. Item III

    Yesterday, I posted a joke at the top of my weblog. But then, seeing it in print, it looked really mean and kinda "Snarky" as my co-worker put it. It's just jokes, baby, but somehow they lose their funny when they are in print.

    I think everyone should have one joke that they can bust out at a moment's notice. It could be crude, or cheesy, or derogatory, but I do think we all need one. So think hard and cultivate yours. You never know when you might need it.

    Finished watching the first season of 24 on DVD yesterday. To which I say Thumbs Up!! The acting was WAY cheesier than the later seasons, but still totally action packed and fast paced. If you have netflix, rent it!

    Next on Netflix - Stepford Wives and Sin City. I'll keep you posted.

    Tuesday, August 23, 2005

    Urban Dictionary


    She sent me a link to this, I'm in affect stealing her thunder in case she chooses to blog this:

    Urban Dictionary

    For example, I looked up the word BOOYA and found:

    booya it's like, SHIT MAN! that's totally sweet!

    person 1: i just baked a whole batch of cookies.
    person 2: booya!!!

    And there are thousands and thousands of entries. Enjoy!