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Tiburon512
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Country: United States
State: New York
Gender: Male
Interests: Biking, reading, baseball, video games, hanging with my friends, bowling with FLAIR!!!
Expertise: Being super sexy.
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11/9/2002
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| So my boss, damned Yankee fan that he is, said that I gave too little notice to take off from work and go to Boston to avoid the ticker tape parade tomorrow. Shouldn't have told him why. Oh well, it would have coincided with Fakesgiving this Saturday anyway, no way to go to Beantown and back in just under a day. This is much more of a sacrifice than you might think, for hanging out with good friends is just above 'Hating the Yankees' on my priority list. What's that? You haven't seen my priority list? Behold!:
Steven's Priorities
1. Finish building my robot butler
2. Loving the Mets
3. Hanging out with friends
4. Hating the Yankees
5. Finding a way to warn President Lincoln through time before it's too late!
6. Pilates
There you have it. Now if you excuse me, I just figured out you can hook up an iPod to our new speaker system, so I'm gonna sit in on my couch and blast the new Glee soundtrack I got yesterday. Later! | | |
| Well I think Bloomberg got the message, a lot of people like me decided to vote against him on principle, and he just barely won, which considering how much he spent on his campaign says a lot. Still, I'm glad he won, and I didn't have to sell my democratic soul, so everybody's happy! And I'm also glad for John Liu, the first city-wide elected Asian-American official! I hope he comptrols well.
Andres just upgraded our living room by getting a brand new home-theater-in-a-box! Blu-ray, subwoofer, speakers galore, the whole deal. Just finished watching 'Casino Royale' on Blu-ray and it was great. The picture is so crisp it's like someone ironed it with starch. The colors are so vivid that it's honestly like an acid trip. So now we have to decide which of our movies to upgrade to Blu-ray disc. I'm a little hesitant cause it's so expensive and I can only play it on one device (and what if someone wants to borrow it, or if my parents want to watch the movie upstairs?) And do I really need to see every pore on Steve Carrell's face? But for action movies, nature documentaries and the like I think it's definitely worth it, and we can use Blockbuster and Netflix to check things out.
Screw you, Facebook East Coast marketing. I don't care that you just opened up your new office right across the street from mine, or that I can see into your floor from the breakroom. Sure, you're all young and hip and can go on Facebook for work allllll day. And sure you have a basketball court and nerf guns just laying around for the goofing. But... but... on Fridays I can wear JEANS to work. So, yeah, take that! (sob)
So after volunteering at the water station during the New York City Marathon, I got a free t-shirt. It says 'NYC Marathon 40th Anniversary: I'm a Part of It.' It's the same shirt the runners get! Hitting the gym has never been so much fun. "That's right ladies, I ran a marathon yesterday and I'm STILL on the treadmill today! Awww yeah! This is my cooldown. (wink)" | | |
| Halloween was quite fun this year, which was good cause I was definitely in need of some the ol' holiday spirit. Busy days at work and after left me no time/desire to get a costume, so I just went with with my zombie Resident Evil shirt I got at Comic-Con. I was planning on handing out candy to trick-or-treaters, but none came, I ended up giving like half my bag of Butterfingers to some lucky kids who were on my block when I left the house. I even skipped out on the 'Nightmare Before Christmas in 3D' screening that everyone else went to because I didn't feel like spending the money. But it was Halloween, and it was a Saturday, so I trekked out to the Village to meet everyone outside the theater.
A witch, a zombie, a devil, another zombie, and a Planeteer. Good lineup!
Dinner was at Kuma Inn, this wonderful hidden Chinese tapas place on Ludlow street. I know what your thinking, "Chinese tapas? Isn't that just Dim Sum?" but this place definitely had the tapas-feel, with the small plates of meats and veggies. Delicious Chinese sausage, rice crepes, decadent steamed pork buns, and scallops awaited us, and the best fried pork tonkatsu I've ever had. Sure, you can get most of these foods on the streets of Chinatown for like $3 bucks a pop, but it was all very good and each dish had a fusion twist to it. Throw in a huge bottle of sake and Danish cherry wine, and you got yourself a great meal!
They even played 'Rehab' and the entire Amy Winehouse album for Cynthia, who definitely had the best costume of the night. It was a little scary how similar they look, I never noticed it before because they have such divergent personalities. Don't do heroin Cynthia!
After dinner we walked the Village a while, then split up, Cynthia and friends went to a party, while the rest of us caught the midnight showing of the Upright Citizens' Brigades Halloween production of 'Killgore.' I didn't know what to expect, I knew it was going to be horror improv, but when they all gave us ponchos to wear, and told us to avoid 'the blood gutters' up front, I began to get excited/nervous.
Poncho Villa.
The show was hilarious, and disgusting, and oh, so, BLOODY. Honestly, the walls and furniture was covered with arterial spray and guts before the first act was over. The first row not only had the ponchos but a tarp as well they were sprayed so much. In between scenes an actor mentioned that they all went to Tisch, and someone in the audience went 'Fuck Tisch!' Man did HE get bloodied/man-humped for the rest of the show! And Killgore himself was quite the climatic reveal. Great way to end Halloween festivities.
Thank god for Daylight Savings time, we didn't get home till 3AM, which was quickly changed to 2AM. Got around 5 hours of precious sleep before getting out of bed to hand out water at the NYC Marathon, which should NEVER be the day after Halloween. | | |
| Dilemmas, dilemmas, what am I going to do?
So as you know, this World Series is a Mets fan's worst nightmare: the Phillies (boo!) versus the Yankees (hiss!). Who shall I root for? (or more accurately, root against?) Out hated division rivals, with their violent, boisterous fans and their cocky players like Jimmy Rollins just get my blood rising. The fact that they routinely kick our asses 19 times a year doesn't help. But the Yankees, oh man, the evil empire in the pinstriped flesh, with their store-bought roster and mercenary team trying to hide behind their legitimate 'legacy' and 'history.'
Well, I thought about it real hard, and I really do hate Phillies fans (they booed SANTA!), but I don't see many of them besides the two or three in my office. Yankee fans, however, are much more prevalent around town, obviously, and are just as obnoxious, with their 'destiny' and taunting and their superiority complex. And although Derek Jeter and Mariano Rivera are stand-up guys, I really, REALLY don't want Alex Rodriguez to win a World Series, especially after his steroid admission. So I'm rooting against my hometown, for the Phillies. At least they're a National League Team, so they play 'true' baseball with no DH's (preposterous!). And honestly, this town will be unbearably riotous that if the Yanks win, my Aunt and I are planning to rent a car and drive up to Boston to drink away our troubles amongst similarly like-minded people. This is not a boast, like 'I'm going to leave the country if Bush gets re-elected.' This WILL happen, I've already informed my boss.
Go Phillies! You are the lesser of two evils!
Okay, onto less sportsy, more serious, political dilemma. I don't know who to vote for for mayor! I LOVE Bloomberg, love what he's done for the city, think he's done a great job with 311 and making the city run smoother, hell I've even met him once or twice. But I just can't shake the fact that he basically repealed the term limit laws by himself without having the people vote on it. Not very democratic, right? And even though I'm pretty sure he's the best man for the job, I can't help but remember that Benjamin Franklin once said: 'Those who would give up essential liberty to purchase a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.' I mean, I know Bloomie ain't going to be a dictator or anything, but it is really worth giving up a some of my democratic principle?
Bill Thompson, the Democratic candidate for mayor, is not making things much better. Don't know much about him, and what I do know is not that great. And the fact that he wants to get rid of all the current city department heads and maybe even parts of the Department of Education is not good, cause I've interned under two very competent department heads (Office of Emergency Management and City Planning), and my DAD works for the Department of Ed. Voting for Bill may very well be voting them out of a job!
The practical and idealogical parts of my brain are duking it out, and I may well not know until I'm standing there in the bbooth next Tuesday. Well, I'll do some more research, and a little more soul-searching, and hopefully I'll come to a decision that'll let me sleep at night. | | |
| Okay, quick roadtrip story. So we're in Clearfield PA, looking for Denny's Beer Barrell Pub (it was tough to find, up a hill on a side road) to obtain our massive burgers. We stop at a gas station to ask for directions, and on our way back to the van an SUV pulls up, stops, and a black lady sticks her head out of the passenger side window. The following conversation occurs, and I must stress, I am not exaggerating or making any of this up:
Lady: Excuse me?
Andres: Yes?
Lady: Sorry, I know that this is going to sound weird, but you are so beautiful! I have a daughter, she is half-white and half-African, and I know that you would make gorgeous children together.
Andres: Ma'am, to be perfectly honest, I am SO beautiful that my children will be gorgeous no matter who the mother is. But tell your daughter I said hi.
Lady: (laughs and drives off)
Classic! But the lady must not have had very good vision, cause she clearly didn't see Jon or me standing just a few feet away. Later that night as Andres was struggling to finish off his half-a-cow sandwich, I motivated him by saying that only by finishing the monstrosity would he be able to have his picture on the 'Wall of Fame' in front of Denny's, where said lady's daughter would then see and be besotted. Hee hee. | | |
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