July 14 - July 21, 2003
time again for my world famous weekly thought.
The place where I tell you everything that is going on in my head and
stuff thats happening with me.
Angels Recruiting Station
Strolls Around Manhattan
had a job interview with Greenpeace this past Thursday which was held
at the Hotel Pennsylvania in Manhattan. When I arrived, they saw me
and wanted me to return for an information meeting at 7pm. The time
was 11am. So, I had lots of time to kill. Armed with my digital camera,
I figured I'd take some shots on my walk around Manhattan on this picture
perfect day. I would walk up from 42nd Street and maybe make it to the
American Museum of Natural History. So as I am walking towards 9th Avenue,
I see this huge Post Office. The architecture and size of this place
is just amazing to take in. I had to take a pic of it. As I walked up
9th Ave, I found myself on the other side of Time Square. In the distance,
I could see the Chrysler Building. Its chrome silvery top reflecting
the sun's light right into my eyes. Good thing I was wearing my sunshades.
As I continued to walk northwards, I stumbled across this wooden sign
in the shape of a guy doing a high karate kick.It was a Guardian Angels
Recruiting Station. I was thinking about going upstairs to find out
more inforamation. From the pamphlet outside, they teach you free lessons
of self defense, first aid and CPR. I am a little interested and may
call them in the future. I continued to walk north and then as I get
to 51st, I get a call from my uncle telling me to come to the office
back in the Bronx because I have some business to take care of. I remembered
that I still have $30 on my monthly account with ZipCar. So I called
them up to reserve a Volkswagon Golf. I had to walk back to 41st Street
to pick up the car. Since my reservation was for 1:30pm and it was about
12:30pm, I figured I had some time to kill. I walked down 41st street
towards the River. I ended up on the piers and saw lots of boats. One
particular boat caught my attention. That was the USS Intrepid that
was docked there as a naval museum. Its huge and an attraction I will
have to see later this summer. When my 1:30pm appointment time arrives,
I picked up my ZipCar and headed back up to the Bronx. I spent my day
there but had to bring the car back to Manhattan for 4:30pm. So in the
Bronx I picked up my friend, Eric and we both head
back down together. I get the car back for 5:30pm due to traffic and
one way streets. I go back to the Hotel Pennsylvania and while I was
in there, I met this girl named, Monica. Apparently,
Monica is the front desk person for the tv shows - "Blind Date"
and "The Fifth Wheel". Eric and I had a good conversation
with her and she gave me a phone number to call if I'm interested on
being one one of the shows. I kept the number for later.
later I make it to the Greenpeace info session. I go through an interview
process and I get the position. Now, lets see if I accept it. (its for
that, Eric and I want to get a drink at a local bar around there. So
we find The HARP BAR (132 W. 32nd St), which is located
right around the corner from the Hotel Pennsylvania and down the way
from Madison Square Gardens. Eric and I sit down and get a drink. Eric
gets a scotch/cranberry while I ordered up a pint of Guinness. As we
are ordering little appetizers to go with our drinks, we notice all
these really good looking girls coming and going into the place. I finished
my pint of Guinness and then wanted to experiment on a Samuel Adams
lager. I was overtaken by its great taste! (yes.. beer has a good taste!)
It reminded me of Alexander Keith's India Pale Ale that I used to drink
in Canada, but just a lighter colour. Eric was on his second drink,
and we noticed these two girls walk into the establishment. One was
a tall girl with a beautiful dark complexion and shoulder length black
hair. The other had dirty blond hair with a light complexion and a tongue
ring. Eric and I sipped on our drinks and thought about going over and
talking to them. When suddenly the light complexioned girl got up and
went to the ladies room. This is when I took my chance. I noticed that
the other girl was looking at the menu thinking of what to get, I zipped
right on over to her and started talking to her telling her which items
I already had and thought were good. She smiled and started conversing
back with me. Her friend returned from the ladies room at which point
Eric decided to join our little group and I introduced him along with
myself. The girl with the dark complexion's name was Malinda, who is
from Guyana and moved here when she was 12. I saw her to have a lot
of Lauren Hill's facial features. She works for the city and tells me
she comes in the HARP Bar everynow and then. Her friend's name was Roxanne.
Roxanne is a native New Yorker and works at artnet.com.
Eric and I enjoy one more round of drinks and then hang out with our
new friends a little more. They were leaving to go to dancing while
Eric and I had to get home. So we exchanged numbers and planned to see
eachother again in the future.
York City Vandalism
think I should just make a special section of the hilarious vandalism
I see everyday living here in New York. There is always something that
cracks me up, whether it be on a billboard, subway ad or just some writing
on a public wall. Well, every Friday, I leave the Bronx and head back
to Long Island for my weekend Costco job. I transfer from the E Train
and get onto the Jamaica bus. I'm at the back of the bus and I notice
some writing on the seat to the right of me. As I get in a little closer,
I notice that with a permanent marker, someone scribbled a message to
the next person who sits there. As I read it, I can't help but laugh
out loud. Some vandalism is so pointless, you now the ones that say
stuff like: "BLOOR STREET BOYZ RULE" or something
that nobody else would even care about. Well you can see for yourself
what the message that some kind person wrote:
you can't read it, it says: "Let me kiss ur @$$ - sitdown"
Notice that after the message, the person actually made
some LIPS that are all puckered up! I don't know, maybe I just laugh
at the littlest things. But I thought that was funny...
just dont stalk' me'..
i was born in northern cali u know tha hot spot supposely anywayz
im 16 years old im gonna be a senior in high school co/04. im
half black and half latin, i stand up az 5'8 i weigh about 155
im a supposely 'outlaw' i dont like skoo, i ditch all the time
>.< i always get high i go out party too much!! -_- i werk
out sometimes lol im very lazy!! i sleep alot and i like to watch
tv and eat and talk on the phone, or go outside and smoke with
my neighbors ;x , fufk yea!! thats my sad life lol.
of you may have already seen the following photos, but if you haven't
then get ready....its the GHETTO PROM! These pictures
have been circling around the internet, and I can't believe that this
prom actually happened. Apparently its of some school called Westmoor
High is some US town. The following are just some of the pictures that
are going around.
Take a good look America, these are your future
Jerry Springer guests.
that they are arriving not on red carpet, but a red plastic sheet!
Also, take note of all the police cruisers in the background and
even an ambulance on standby.
the worst P.Diddy and Ashanti impersonation.
this ensemble an "A" for effort, but this honestly looks
like something tailored for October 31st. Notice that there is
an actual police barricade on the right side to keep onlookers
This is as ghetto as it gets.
of the WEEK
actually seen this T-Shirt in person before, but did this guy
have to look like Dave Chappelle with dreads?
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