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The Brian Boitano triple somersault onto hardwood floor last night (see below) was enough to traumatize me for a week, now I gotta deal with 1 foot rats laying dead on the fucking street on my way to work??? I snapped this photo with my camera phone, it may be a little shaky as I feared this nasty beast would suddenly wake up and start scarfing down the leather on my shoes.

I’m not sure what it is about my block but there really seems to be a disproportionate number of vermin holding it down. It’s times like these that I’m really glad I live on the 14th floor.

N-A-S-T-Y. thanks thats all.

Tags: rat, new york, dead

I love my new bed. It’s nice and firm, the sheets are soft, the comforter is warm yet light — sometimes I wonder why I ever leave my little dream enabler. This makes what happened last night even more of a mystery.

I’ve never been a person who has vivid dreams but something really crept into my conscious last night and provoked some violent body contortions. I don’t have the play by play but the highlight of last night was my half naked double corkstrew directly onto my laptop and the floor below. My mattress is about 4 feet off the ground and since I was 1/2 asleep and didn’t know WTF was happening of course I didn’t brace myself.

We’ll after I took the epic tumbling a surge of pain shot up my right leg with most of it centered around the calf region. I was absolutely panicked — the pain, the WTFness, the darkness really had me thinking that I broke my fucking leg. Trying not to yelp reached down to my leg and made sure everything was where it was suppose to be and after a while the pain became tolerable enough for me to shamefully limb back to bed.

Well this morning I woke up 100% aware of what happened the night before. My leg is still a complete wreck, it feels like I either had the worst cramp in the world or I tore something. Oh well, I can walk so I’m sure it’s not that bad. Certainly not as bad as my laptop which now displays a wonderful assortment of ROYGBIV colors that resemble nothing even close to an operating system.

This is the wildest night I’ve had in NYC in a few weeks and I didn’t even need to leave my room.

Tags: falloff bed, apartment, dreams

Just saw this on Gawker

“Driving down the neon-lit strip in New York is like “surfing porn sites without an ad-blocker.”

Tags: timessquare, advertising

Crossed paths with Dame Dash and the Capo aka One Eyed Willie aka The Kufi Smacker Jim Jones outside of the Barnes & Noble on 18th and 5th Ave.

Jimmy ain’t down with Cam anymore and rumors are that he’s been hanging out with 50. What I thought was interesting is that Dame was with Jim and if this means he’s choosing sides. (Note to Dame: You’re on the wrong side AGAIN)

I’m not a foodie. I don’t get excited about eating at the hottest restaurant, I don’t Yelp, I don’t know what truffles taste like. When it comes to food what impresses me much is a solid meal at a decent price. If you want to WOW me give me a quality meal at a cheap price. There are only a few places that have ever fit the latter category, these include:

- $2 Vietnamese sandwiches in Milpitas off Able St.
- $4 Mario’s Super Burrito in Berkeley
- $1 Small FroYo on Irving St, SF
- $2.50 Mamouns Falafel on St. Marks
- $1 for 8 Dumplings at Prosperity Dumpling on Eldridge St

Prosperity is a serious trek deep into Chinatown but well worth it especially if you’re jones’n to throw down on some tasty dumplings (boiled or fried) for a little bit of coin. It’s a mystery how they keep the prices so low but by the looks of the cashier’s (owner?) bloodshot eyes my guess is that he, his wife, his children, and his extended family are making these little doughy delights 20 hours a day.

Customers also have the option of buying frozen dumplings in bulk, either 50 for $8 or 100 for $15. On my last visit I bought a bag of $50 pork and leek dumplings to store in my fridge as a quick dinner alternative. This should last me at least 2-3 weeks maybe even more — I’m all set.

Well not so fast. The missing variable I failed to factor is my roommate and his considerable appetite. I’m all for sharing and am not going to get bent over some food but today I looked in the freezer and found there are only 10 dumplings left. I’ve hardly had any chance to enjoy them and now I’m going to have to drag my ass back down to Chinatown to get another bag? Bollocks!

This time I’m going to buy a bag of 100 and tie the most complicated and impossible knot a plastic bag has ever seen to save my $15 investment.

Tags: dumplings, new york, chinatown

Upper Playground and Obey? Can’t go wrong with that right? Obama on top of that? This should be a no brainer — cop that!

But I’m not feeling this design at all, it’s not jibing quite right and looks like a cheap bootleg screenprint on a nice hoodie. I’ll wait for the next design and colder weather before I drop $60 on a sweatshirt.

Obey x Upper Playground Obama Hope Hoodie | Hypebeast

Tags: obama, upper playground, obey

As bad as things have been at work for me I take some comfort in seeing just how much worse things are at Yahoo!, especially for Jerry Yang. Peep the pic of Yang w/ the Google founders — that man is defeated.

One of the draws of working in New York was doing my 9-5 (more like 7-10) at company’s prime office near NYU. There is always something happening in the area, the bars are great, the energy is incredible, and the building is a solid 8/10.  Oh and my glutes are loving these standard Herman Millers.

One of the unexpected benefits was the range of free sodas available in our communal fridge. Sure this isn’t Google but we got a nice variety of beverages including Coke, Diet Coke, Diet Pepsi, Ginger Ale, Soda Water, Bottled Water, and MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE Diet Dr. Pepper! (it really does taste like regular Dr. Pep btw)

I down about 4-5 of these on the regular, may be more if its a really challenging day at the grind. I’m sure it’s not good for me but it can’t be worse that all the shit I breath in on my way to work.

The roommate is starting to feel the love of the DDP but he’ll never wrench himself free of Diet Mountain Dew, the lesser sperm count reducing diet soda. I swear he’d be a happy man if he could get an IV of DMD straight into his veins — the man is HOOKED (think Pooky & Crack in New Jack City). I think we need an intervention.

So in summary I highly recommend DDP as the thirst quencher of choice. You can pick one up at your local deli or duane reed, just be sure to wipe off the CM of dirt on the top of the can before you drink it. Oh and don’t be fooled by the “Limited Edition” Indy cans, they’re far from limited and taste the same!

My first summer in New York has been terrific thus far. The festivities, the energy, the attire, relatively reasonable weather (wait till August hits) but there is something I can’t get my head around. At least once a day I’ll get slapped in the face with a pungent smell of hot garbage. I’ve personally never heated up garbage over the stove but I imagine if I took your run of the mill trash and took a blow torch to it the odor would be on par. The natural reaction to unpleasant smell is to identify the source — but thats the thing… I don’t see any garbage laying around anywhere close to my nasal raping. This is truly puzzling and a bit disturbing I must say.

So this down comforter was up on craigslist about a week ago with the same type of offer — “name your price”. Well I was in the market for a down comforter for my new bed, something light for the summer but warm enough for the winter yet disposable enough for me to toss before I go back to Cali. My offer to the anonymous CL address was $50. A few hours later I get an email from lady named Margaret asks me to come up to UES to check it out. We exchange a few more emails going back and forth on the duvet cover and sham sets. She wants more money. Fuck it, I figure $50 for something that usually costs x4 the amount is a good deal even without the douche smelling duvet cover or pillows.

Well I give her a call when I get off the train like she requested.What happened next really made me want to kick a poodle. She insists that I tell her EXACTLY where I was and after finding out I was 2 blocks away at the 68th st station she tells me that someone offered her $100. Really? Did I seem like an idiot or really that desperate for a second hand comforter? After politely declining to match the offer she tries to encourage me to come by and see the set. In my mind I tell her to go fuck herself and keep it movin to the Walgreens where I pick up some delicious trail mix and some nice bath scents.

So tonight I run upon her new post asking someone to make an offer for her comforter and shitty table. She coulda had my $50 but instead is going to get low balled or end up giving it away for free. That’s what you get you money grubbing wench.

COMFORTER DOWN BLANKET DUVET COVER FULL QUEEN TABLE (Upper East Side)

NAME YOUR PRICE A NICE DOWN COMFORTER AND DUVET COVER SET FOR A FULL / QUEEN BED
917-439-1911

Tags: home, duvet, comforter, bed, craigslist