Friday, February 24


1) I called up the company who makes the candy, Sour Patch today because I bought a bag and I swear to you there was no sour taste to be had. I wasn't rude or anything, just letting them know. The woman I spoke with took my call quite seriously and informed me that sometimes "Batches of the Sour Patches sometimes have problems." I figured better this problem then a rat feces issue. She didn't think that was amusing.

I was informed by the good people at Cadbury Schweppes TM (makers of Sour Patch) that I would be sent a few bags of replacement patches. Joy.

I'm off the smokes. Haven't had a cigarette in 7 days which explains my new found fascination with gum/mentos/sucking candy. Mentos are good. All of these things get nauseating after awhile. I'm not like totally hooked or anything but I do like to go through a few pieces of gum or tic tacs a day, particularly when walking outside.

2) I did my taxes today and got about $1,100 back which is pretty sweet. Last year the woman who did them had breath so horribly fetid that I had to sit pretty far away from her. It was kinda painful. I remember wishing that humans had their noses on the back of their heads instead of the front so I could talk to her and see her..But not smell her. Weird thing is, I was kinda pissed that she wasn't there this year.

This afternoon a heavy set middle age woman prepared them for me. She boasted about how fast she does them. Doesn't "dilly dally," she said. I was thinking yeah that sounds great and all but you aren't cooking a hamburger for me you're preparing my taxes. Speedy service is nice from the coffee cart guy but as for my taxes I don't need a rush job. She smelled of olive oil. I wanted to rub focaccia on her face but only had a slice of brioche in my pants.

3) I have one long strange eyebrow hair which has been a recurring issue for me. It hibernates within the pack of regular length eyebrow blades but occasionally feels the need to break free from the restraints of the masses and make his presence felt. It is longer and slightly lighter in color. I think the follicle is bad. Does that sound right? I usually tweeze him out of there and then nibble it down like a thin breadstick. I don't really like eating eyebrow hair but throwing it in the trash seems such a waste of an oddity like this. I didn't tweeze it this time because I wanted to take a picture in the bathroom. I went in there in preparation to do a closeup but then was sidetracked because I felt like I was looking good in the mirror, and did a small series of self portraits. I'll have to go back and get a shot of the hair and post it here, but for now u can just look at the normal me (the lone hair has blended back in the crowd don't even try to search for him you can't find it!).


Monday, February 13


I was walking to work today, navigating through the 2 plus feet of snow we got dumped on us this weekend. I noticed a fairly decent amount of yellow snow on my walk to work. This means there's normally a lot more dog pee on my streets when there isn't snow to bring it to my attention. I just didn't realize how many dogs are peeing all over. At least I think it was dogs doing it.

Park Slope Snow:


No visible pee marks in that photo I know..that isn't my thing taking pictures of pee-pee.

I had my first personal training session yesterday and boy did I get my ass kicked. I have to say it was one of the most intense workouts I've ever had. I was doing bicycle kick crunches and jumping rope. I boxed and kicked and almost passed out. I even threw a medicine ball. My thighs and ass are sore today (from the workout I mean..wait that still doesn't sound right).

I had one of those small bags of Combos (the nacho cheese pretzel kinds) in my pocket and would slip them in my mouth like a crack addict everytime my trainer would look away. Smoking was tough during the entire session but I slipped a smoke in while I was on the treadmill. Sweet.

I'm getting a bunch of sessions in exchange for photography I'll be doing for the gym in Park Slope, which is a nice deal. I like the barter thing for my photography skills. I recently did an hour of shooting for Cafe Mozart in exchange for a dinner certificate there. You can see a few pictures HERE.

Sunday, February 5


Friday night I was headed back to Brooklyn with my girl Jordana. We had reached our subway stop and I stepped out. We were going to grab a bite to eat and then meet up with some friends for a drink.

She grabbed my arm and with wide open eyes said, "Let's go to Coney Island!" How could I resist? The weather wasn't particularly cold and we hadn't really planned anything concrete yet. What a great idea I thought..and jumped back into the train as the doors began to close.

On the ride there we harassed some poor guy, but not so bad that he didn't move seats. If someone actually gets up and moves you know you're really annoying. He wouldn't take a strawberry Mento from me I had one several times though.

Coney Island is home to Nathan's Famous Hot Dogs, which we ate 2 of each. I tried a chili cheese dog but had to wipe the cheese off with a fork because it tasted like yellow bird shit. The fries were pretty good though.

Nathans 3

After our dogs we played some skeeball (which Jordana whooped me in) and I asked the guy who worked there to give us two sheriff badges for our 25 points in tickets, although they normally cost at least that just for one. I never would have thought when I was younger that you could just say, "Hey dude we just dropped 5 bucks playing these games could you maybe give us an extra piece of plastic that costs maybe 3 cents for free?" He said, "Sure, no problem." Sweet.

I was then forced under orders from the new sheriff in town to play Dance Dance Revolution. It was a rather pathetic display. Obviously. But by the second round I was getting the hang of it (a little bit).

Dance Dance Revolution

I wouldn't have thought Coney Island could be fun in February. I doubt it is normally, just depends on the company you're with.....

Coney Island Bound 4