Glee
February 27th, 2009 / No comments
Kid Robot in Soho,
Their window displays always make me feel optimistic.
Kindle 2.0
February 26th, 2009 / No commentsWell I have avoided talking about it, cuz I’ve been on the fence with my buyer’s remorse. But today it arrived and I must say, I’m EXCITED.
I should have thought this out better. Um, for one — I didn’t realize that the Amazon Kindle store is so fucking small. It’s like the difference between the Netflix library and their limited Watch Instantly library (I’d been under the impression that ANYTHING on Amazon would be available on Kindle. Nope.). Plus Nick and I just booked our tickets and hotels for Spain — we’ll be there one month from todat — and I don’t plan on doing this trip cheap. I mean the flight and lodging won’t be pricey but I just mean, it’s really important to me that this is a trip I fully enjoy and don’t have to spend the whole time thinking about my bank balance. Would be easier to do if I had an extra $400 sitting in there instead of sitting in my messenger bag in the form of a Kindle.
What’s done is done. I must say it’s pretty sleek and cool. Even more so than i expected it to be. I didn’t do my usually thorough research before making the purchase, I actually bought it our of fear that I’d be left behind in the dust if i didn’t get it immediately. So I’d pre-ordered on Amazon.com, pretty much just knowing it would be worth it… even if I uh, don’t really read.
So, what should I read?
Bliss in Jersey City
February 21st, 2009 / No commentsI found bliss today.
I hopped the PATH train today afterwork with Karen and went to Chili’s in Jersey City. We got on @ 14th Street and the entire trip took maybe 20 minutes! It was amazing. I’ll be going there so often now. Who knew the commute would be so easy? And as much as I hate admitting it, the PATH trains are quick and easy to navigate. I can start to see why some ppl opt for a cheaper zip code in Jersey…
Karen and I ate like royalty. So much fun.
Madea
February 20th, 2009 / No commentsMetup with Mike and James @ Amy Ruth’s today afterwork. I was worried I’d get there too early so I needed to kill time and of course, grabbed a bite beforehand. A greasy pizza slice from Ben’s on Spring St. was not a good idea, cuz I had no room left to stomach my greasy fried chicken and waffles. The iced tea was good tho, and it was so fun hanging with Mike and James @ Amy Ruth’s (the last place in the world you’d expect a Manchester brit like James to like). The three of us discussed the alleged hetero-ness of Tyler Perry (who James had met @ The View) just the day before and then randomly we saw Sheri Shephard at a table across from ours. After dinner we caught the 7:30p of Madea Goes To Jail and laughed our asses off. It was funny in the typical Madea way but lopsided in that typical Tyler Perry way. His movies formula, I’ve concluded, is pretty basic: half comedy drag shit full of inside jokes aimed at urban folks, and the other half is always some over-acted romantic drama with heavy moral overtones (if not flat out Christian dogma) aimed at church folks. You know how Jerry Springer flat out exploits White Trash America? I feel like Tyler Perry caters to the middle class black american demographic in the same way. It’s almost annoying in its shamelessness. Whatever, anyway, after the movie I went uptown with Mike and we watched BSG. Fun night… I’ve been to the movies so much this week!
Beating Down the Homeless
February 19th, 2009 / No commentsThis crazy homeless lady woke me up on the train ride to work this morning. I was slumped in my seat, clutching my bag with my head hanging forward, and all of a sudden I heard, “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!” I looked around and wiped my eyes, a little confused. And I hear it again. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!” I didn’t have my glasses on, cuz they always slip off when I’m dozed off, so I slid them on and got a better look. This little woman in a sweatsuit was standing in front of me, holding a trash bag and was staring me straight in the eyes. She had scruff on her chin, like a beard growing out, and really wild eyes. I didn’t know what to say or do — it was really jarring, you don’t often have ppl staring you straight in the eyes on the subway. And she said it again.
Finally gaining my resolve, I plugged my headphones in and ignored her. She kept talking and then eventually moved on to somebody else. It’s weird, I wanted to say something back at her but I felt like it would be wrong. Like, unfair. But should it be, if I’m just barking back at somebody who’s come at me out of nowhere? Should being homeless be a Get of Asylum Free card? If I was homeless too would it then be OK? Would she have even bothered me if I was homeless?
I’ve been thinking about it all day. I wanted to jump and and scream, “WHAT?!” in her face, I won’t lie.
Dancy
February 18th, 2009 / No commentsMetup with Karen and saw “Confessions of a Shopaholic” tonight at that tiny theater on 2nd ave @ 12th St. What a tiny theater. The movie was lame but Hugh Dancy was… Mmmmm. Claire Danes gets all the hot men. After the movie Karen and I grabbed a greasy meal @ KFC and caught up on all her dating adventures. This girl deserves a reality show… or a really great guy. It’s so nice having her back in NYC.
Triple Sadness
February 16th, 2009 / No commentsNick and I slept in late to conserve our energy and went to a triple feature today. Who knew that ugly cinema on 23rd was so easy to sneak around in from floor to floor? We loaded up on snacks @ Duane Reade and saw Milk, The Reader, and Revolutionary Road one right after the other. Holy crap I’m ready to die. The movies were amazing and heavy. Kate Winslet is the unsung actress of her time. Sean Penn was so intense and real I forgot how much I dislike him. Leonardo Dicaprio needs a facial scar or a life-threatening illness, something to make him more interesting to watch cuz I can’t even look at him anymore. That voice and those arched eyebrows. I only like him when he’s crying and not being boyishly charismatic.
Rude service everywhere we went today. The guy @ Duane Reade. The girl @ the movie counter. The busboy @ Dallas BBQ who rushed us from our jumbo pina coladas. After all the sadness of the movies, rude service was almost just too much to take.
So my thoughts: Rev Road was Nick’s favorite, he liked all the fights they had (should that be a red light?). The Reader was confusing for me, on a time-line level. I couldn’t figure when was when, how much time had passed, what was before and after. But the story was great, I like that it was all told from the grown man’s eyes. And I think Milk was great, probably my favorite one. I put off seeing it as long as I could but I’m glad I sat through it. James Franco, this may have been the smartest move of your career.
Hee, it was fun having a triple feature day, haven’t done this in awhile. Next time we;ll have to pick more upbeat movies cuz these ones made my heart sad. This past weekend with Nick, tho, has made my heart so happy. Sex on the sofa this afternoon helped a lot too.
A Chipotle Plea
February 15th, 2009 / No commentsI love Chipotle. Kyle introduced me to them one weekend in DC and I’ve been hooked ever since. I recall the opening of the first one in NYC on St Mark’s Place like, 6yrs ago and I’ve been excited about every other new location since then. In relation, I also love to eat things plain. Tacos, burgers, hot dogs, steak, whatever — no condiments necessary, thanks. I like plain orders, no need for extra trimmings on my shit. Maybe it’s the Texan in me who just loves the taste of beef on its own, or maybe I’m just finicky and weird. Point is, I know what I like.
I go to Chipotle at least once every 2 weeks or so. And every time I go I get the same thing: 1 small drink and 3 soft tacos plain — 1 with steak and 2 with barbacoa — with extra meat. That’s my shit and I’m consistant with it; I only wish the folks @ Chipotle could be consistant in return. Well that’s not fair, they’re actually always consistant with that confused look whenever I say, “Just plain.”
“No salsa?”
“No thanks just the meat.”
“Only meat?”
“Yes, just meat and that’s it. But with EXTRA MEAT.”
“…?”
You’d think I was speaking in algebria or something. They never do give me a good amount of extra meat, at least not enough to warrant the additional $1.50 cost. Plus every time I’m there I get charged a totally different price than last time I was there. $13, sometimes $6, often $10.50 — there’s no method to this shit. What the hell? Get some consistancy! And stop skimping on my extra meat!