December 2007
I hate United. How did they manage to give away my perfect, beautiful, relaxing window seat after I checked in? IDIOTS.
The beer guy at the airport tavern has seen me too many times already that he just bought me one. Man, I love Chicago.
Going crazy in O’Hare. Flight delayed. Going into Chicago. 4 hours in O’Hare is a bit much.
Bye NY! LGA > ORD in the stupid middle seat, to be followed by a gruesome 4 hour layover in O’Hare’s purgatorial United terminal. B …
One thing I REALLY LOVE about New York: Low ATM fees.
Running family errands in The Bronx & trying not to kill my little brother, who likes to book errands while I need to be on a plane. Idiot.
This is going to sound real awful, but my cousin’s driving me to LGA in his new H3 with 113 miles on it, and this thing is SICK.
Back to the BX YO. So much for calling it early.
“This city will crush you, burn you, and then pee on your ashes.” - Rob, on small businesses in NYC.
“If some girl asks if you’re Anthony Keidis, you say… ‘YES!’”
Everyone not from New York City get the —— out of this bar. Quick, someone put on Skinemax.
@genuine Right, I agree, because if that were Knoblauch he’d have broken his frickin’ nose.
That looked like Chuck Knoblauch throwing to first.
Dammit, Eli. You’ve ruined Christmas.
SUNY Astoria getting rowdy, surprised that the Giants haven’t screwed this up yet and just might beat the undefeated Pats. (Please?!?)
Watching the Giants lead the Pats. Hey, who cares? The Giants are in the Playoffs anyway!
Fighting the Major Deegan (my East Coast Geary Boulevard equivalent).
Popo just circled the block two times looking for the SUV that hid in the dead end. Should I narc ‘em?
I think I injured my colon just now.
Working through a whole pizza pie… by myself. RAHRRRRAHRRRRAHRAHHHRRRRRR
I forget what hydroplaning is like. Damn, sick rain action out there.
Crossing the streams. Buzz and Ryan and I on the Lower East Side.
Note: Doing a major release during a widely-known vacation week is generally a pretty awful idea.
Buying something for my mom that I received from her for Christmas about 26 years ago. No, it is not an Easy Bake oven.
@buzz @thepartycow @sanfordb - Heading to both Astoria and Williamsburg 2mrw to see my old crew, if you want to meet up. LMK!
Adjusting to EST, farrrrr too late in the trip. Going to Nathan’s to eat hot dogs with zero regard for the time of day whatsoever.
To that end, the Scrubs Air Band episode where the doc recreates the Bell Biv DeVoe “Poison” dance step-for-step gets funnier EACH time.
Everytime I watch “Scrubs,” someone comments that my evil XBF looks like actor Scott Foley, which I now admit, is very true and kinda scary.
I now have possession of the green dress. It is, indeed, Statue of Liberty green.
WHY did I agree to go to Jersey today? WHY???
That last update was update #666 and it was written on Christmas. Nothing, just a coincidence is all. That, and I use Twitter sparingly.
Annnnnnnddddddd here comes the karaoke machine…
Seriously LOUD relatives speaking southern Filipino dialects wake me up on Christmas day after they’ve all come back from mass. AIR RAIDddd
Putting a buttload of Yoda stamps onto my Christmas card envelopes.
Listening to my mom go on about her new “adopted daughter” at work, who has adopted my mother as well. Twisted, guilty, mental torture.
This is Ian and Malini, we are keeping Glenda here and she is not going back to cali, sorry
Stories about how I used to bullswye womprats in my T-16 back home.
They’re telling stories about the time I set the chair on fire and made PB&J sandwiches while Greg did the Running Man on them.
What is this I hear about NYC handing out free nicotine patches?
My littlest cousin Jerome is 6 foot 4 and 13 years old now?. WTF? He grew?
3 sets of college friends got me kinda tanked last night. Beer > Wine > Liquor. Worst possible order. Didn’t I learn anything i …
My dad just got really excited over SMS because he thought I still worked at DoubleClick. Wow.
Holy crap, the new Yankee Stadium looks REALLY WEIRD there. What the hell?
Just turned Dodgeball.com back on for the first time in a… uhm, year— just to navigate NYC because I’m too lazy to call people.
Just played a slapdash rendition of Poison’s “Talk Dirty To Me” for my mom on her new ukelele to tune it. She dug it, but yeah, so wrong.
So happy to finally be home.
I never thought I’d say this, but NYC is every bit as pretty as I remember it to be. LaGuardia approach, how YOU doin’?!?!
In from SF0 at ORD. Of course, another O’Hare terninal to terminal run-through to catch my flight to LaGuardia.
OK, Yahoo Messenger. I’ve been so patient with you, but your IM spam situation is outta control, so you should eat me. WE ARE THROUGH.
Oh yeah. Forgot. The line for security on United is crap.