7PM Tue, Oct 19th MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

"I am sitting in an Italian Cafe in Chinatown waiting for Tara... mmmmm, good NY cheesecake. God do my legs and feet hurt, and my good but lowered mood is no doubt exacerbated by the rain today, all day. On my way here a guy asked for directions on Canal street, and though it was the third such time I got asked directions, this time I actually answered successfully as if I lived here, and walked away. No! Thank you Mr. Stranger for making me feel less of a tourist. Let me go back to this morning. ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

7PM Tue, Oct 19th MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

"I am sitting in an Italian Cafe in Chinatown waiting for Tara... mmmmm, good NY cheesecake. God do my legs and feet hurt, and my good but lowered mood is no doubt exacerbated by the rain today, all day. On my way here a guy asked for directions on Canal street, and though it was the third such time I got asked directions, this time I actually answered successfully as if I lived here, and walked away. No! Thank you Mr. Stranger for making me feel less of a tourist. Let me go back to this morning. ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

7PM Tue, Oct 19th MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

"I am sitting in an Italian Cafe in Chinatown waiting for Tara... mmmmm, good NY cheesecake. God do my legs and feet hurt, and my good but lowered mood is no doubt exacerbated by the rain today, all day. On my way here a guy asked for directions on Canal street, and though it was the third such time I got asked directions, this time I actually answered successfully as if I lived here, and walked away. No! Thank you Mr. Stranger for making me feel less of a tourist. Let me go back to this morning. ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

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...I checked out of my hostel and into Ye Olde Carlton Arms. Why did I leave this cheap, clean, conveniently located hostel that is very quiet despite being half a block off Times Square? Well, it's part of Zach's Rules of Travel, or maybe just something I learned in London. It is fun to become acquainted with your neighborhood, and if I didn't move, I'd never get to meet this new 'hood. The new room is extremely cool, but it smells of old cigarettes and the street is loud. He had me look at an Asian themed room with projectors too, but the stench there was unbearable. I'm only staying a night, and I'm happy that I am. This hotel is rad, each room and hallway is decorated by a different artist. My room has the Red Book. Everyone signs in. Very cool idea. ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

...I checked out of my hostel and into Ye Olde Carlton Arms. Why did I leave this cheap, clean, conveniently located hostel that is very quiet despite being half a block off Times Square? Well, it's part of Zach's Rules of Travel, or maybe just something I learned in London. It is fun to become acquainted with your neighborhood, and if I didn't move, I'd never get to meet this new 'hood. The new room is extremely cool, but it smells of old cigarettes and the street is loud. He had me look at an Asian themed room with projectors too, but the stench there was unbearable. I'm only staying a night, and I'm happy that I am. This hotel is rad, each room and hallway is decorated by a different artist. My room has the Red Book. Everyone signs in. Very cool idea. ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

...I checked out of my hostel and into Ye Olde Carlton Arms. Why did I leave this cheap, clean, conveniently located hostel that is very quiet despite being half a block off Times Square? Well, it's part of Zach's Rules of Travel, or maybe just something I learned in London. It is fun to become acquainted with your neighborhood, and if I didn't move, I'd never get to meet this new 'hood. The new room is extremely cool, but it smells of old cigarettes and the street is loud. He had me look at an Asian themed room with projectors too, but the stench there was unbearable. I'm only staying a night, and I'm happy that I am. This hotel is rad, each room and hallway is decorated by a different artist. My room has the Red Book. Everyone signs in. Very cool idea. ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

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...I left them the address of my blog. Ok, so I said it was raining, so my plan was to go in shops and stay warm/dry all day. I ended up at Bloomingdale's which was not that cool and too expensive, but a lovely lady with a great NYC accent helped me get some badly needed new jeans. Then I headed out to see some sights. FAO wasn't open, the Plaza Hotel was cool to see, right on Central Park. I took a relaxing walk past the ducks, over a bridge, took a photo for a girl with one of those generic European accents, and stopped to photograph the Bobbies. Is this Hyde Park? Nope, these one hundred or so NYC cop cars wouldn't be in London. Wait, huh? Well, the hot dog stand guy seemed to think that the Chinese Premier was visiting, but then again he was chinese. There was a huge envoy of black Lincoln town cars and navigators, so maybe he was right. Leaving the park I found Trump Tower and the NYC headquarters of Playboy across the street. ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

...I left them the address of my blog. Ok, so I said it was raining, so my plan was to go in shops and stay warm/dry all day. I ended up at Bloomingdale's which was not that cool and too expensive, but a lovely lady with a great NYC accent helped me get some badly needed new jeans. Then I headed out to see some sights. FAO wasn't open, the Plaza Hotel was cool to see, right on Central Park. I took a relaxing walk past the ducks, over a bridge, took a photo for a girl with one of those generic European accents, and stopped to photograph the Bobbies. Is this Hyde Park? Nope, these one hundred or so NYC cop cars wouldn't be in London. Wait, huh? Well, the hot dog stand guy seemed to think that the Chinese Premier was visiting, but then again he was chinese. There was a huge envoy of black Lincoln town cars and navigators, so maybe he was right. Leaving the park I found Trump Tower and the NYC headquarters of Playboy across the street. ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

...I left them the address of my blog. Ok, so I said it was raining, so my plan was to go in shops and stay warm/dry all day. I ended up at Bloomingdale's which was not that cool and too expensive, but a lovely lady with a great NYC accent helped me get some badly needed new jeans. Then I headed out to see some sights. FAO wasn't open, the Plaza Hotel was cool to see, right on Central Park. I took a relaxing walk past the ducks, over a bridge, took a photo for a girl with one of those generic European accents, and stopped to photograph the Bobbies. Is this Hyde Park? Nope, these one hundred or so NYC cop cars wouldn't be in London. Wait, huh? Well, the hot dog stand guy seemed to think that the Chinese Premier was visiting, but then again he was chinese. There was a huge envoy of black Lincoln town cars and navigators, so maybe he was right. Leaving the park I found Trump Tower and the NYC headquarters of Playboy across the street. ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

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...This English dude recognised me from the hostel as I was photographing the Playboy sign. He was amused. He told me he was out getting pictures of NYC movie scenes such as those in Ghostbusters. I pointed out the fact Tiffany's was across the street. After a laugh at Burberry's price tags and more rainy walking, I headed to Macy's and luckily found an H&M. I spent a million dollars there. Oh well. Ok, Tara is calling. She's here." MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

...This English dude recognised me from the hostel as I was photographing the Playboy sign. He was amused. He told me he was out getting pictures of NYC movie scenes such as those in Ghostbusters. I pointed out the fact Tiffany's was across the street. After a laugh at Burberry's price tags and more rainy walking, I headed to Macy's and luckily found an H&M. I spent a million dollars there. Oh well. Ok, Tara is calling. She's here." MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

...This English dude recognised me from the hostel as I was photographing the Playboy sign. He was amused. He told me he was out getting pictures of NYC movie scenes such as those in Ghostbusters. I pointed out the fact Tiffany's was across the street. After a laugh at Burberry's price tags and more rainy walking, I headed to Macy's and luckily found an H&M. I spent a million dollars there. Oh well. Ok, Tara is calling. She's here." MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

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"Ridiculous night. Seriously. After a yellow cab ride and sandwiches in the East Village, we crossed the street for this Elliot Smith tribute show. Talented, albeit way too happy people, covering his songs. They also played his new CD after the performances. The craziest thing though was the fact there was no cover, and an OPEN BAR! They were clean out of whiskey in like 45 minutes. Some guy asked if Tara was from Philly on account of someone else's guitar on the seat next to her. It wasn't her guitar, but oddly enough she is from Philly (via Vancouver). ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

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"Ridiculous night. Seriously. After a yellow cab ride and sandwiches in the East Village, we crossed the street for this Elliot Smith tribute show. Talented, albeit way too happy people, covering his songs. They also played his new CD after the performances. The craziest thing though was the fact there was no cover, and an OPEN BAR! They were clean out of whiskey in like 45 minutes. Some guy asked if Tara was from Philly on account of someone else's guitar on the seat next to her. It wasn't her guitar, but oddly enough she is from Philly (via Vancouver). ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

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"Ridiculous night. Seriously. After a yellow cab ride and sandwiches in the East Village, we crossed the street for this Elliot Smith tribute show. Talented, albeit way too happy people, covering his songs. They also played his new CD after the performances. The craziest thing though was the fact there was no cover, and an OPEN BAR! They were clean out of whiskey in like 45 minutes. Some guy asked if Tara was from Philly on account of someone else's guitar on the seat next to her. It wasn't her guitar, but oddly enough she is from Philly (via Vancouver). ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

...When the open bar closed we headed to McSorley's, a 150 year old pub that hasn't changed other than utilities since it opened. You should see the sawdust on the floor, the old wood, and the cobwebs on the light fixtures. They only serve two kinds of beer as well, their light and their dark. The bartender was Irish and a very nice gentleman. Next we proceeded to the Korova Milk Bar, supposedly an imitation of the bar in Kubrick's 'A Clockwork Orange.' Now, it was a pretty inaccurate representation, and the Moloko's were nothing but glorified alcoholic milk shakes, but that doesn't even matter. See, when we got there ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

...When the open bar closed we headed to McSorley's, a 150 year old pub that hasn't changed other than utilities since it opened. You should see the sawdust on the floor, the old wood, and the cobwebs on the light fixtures. They only serve two kinds of beer as well, their light and their dark. The bartender was Irish and a very nice gentleman. Next we proceeded to the Korova Milk Bar, supposedly an imitation of the bar in Kubrick's 'A Clockwork Orange.' Now, it was a pretty inaccurate representation, and the Moloko's were nothing but glorified alcoholic milk shakes, but that doesn't even matter. See, when we got there ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

...When the open bar closed we headed to McSorley's, a 150 year old pub that hasn't changed other than utilities since it opened. You should see the sawdust on the floor, the old wood, and the cobwebs on the light fixtures. They only serve two kinds of beer as well, their light and their dark. The bartender was Irish and a very nice gentleman. Next we proceeded to the Korova Milk Bar, supposedly an imitation of the bar in Kubrick's 'A Clockwork Orange.' Now, it was a pretty inaccurate representation, and the Moloko's were nothing but glorified alcoholic milk shakes, but that doesn't even matter. See, when we got there ... MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

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...a freak show was beginning. We saw tricks with beds of nails, a girl's back got laced up with a needle and thread, Indian contortionism, maggot eating, a guy smash his finger against a cinder block, and a guy suspend full paint cans from his earlobes via fleshtunnels and carabiners. But I've saved the best for last, and so did they. They wanted tips/donations, but to encourage money giving, you got to staple, yes STAPLE, using a staple gun, money to any performer. Tara and I both stapled fivers, but some sadistic bastards cashed out tens for ones-- click, click, click, click... What a night. I can't believe I stapled someone, or the serendipitousness of it all." MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

...a freak show was beginning. We saw tricks with beds of nails, a girl's back got laced up with a needle and thread, Indian contortionism, maggot eating, a guy smash his finger against a cinder block, and a guy suspend full paint cans from his earlobes via fleshtunnels and carabiners. But I've saved the best for last, and so did they. They wanted tips/donations, but to encourage money giving, you got to staple, yes STAPLE, using a staple gun, money to any performer. Tara and I both stapled fivers, but some sadistic bastards cashed out tens for ones-- click, click, click, click... What a night. I can't believe I stapled someone, or the serendipitousness of it all." MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

...a freak show was beginning. We saw tricks with beds of nails, a girl's back got laced up with a needle and thread, Indian contortionism, maggot eating, a guy smash his finger against a cinder block, and a guy suspend full paint cans from his earlobes via fleshtunnels and carabiners. But I've saved the best for last, and so did they. They wanted tips/donations, but to encourage money giving, you got to staple, yes STAPLE, using a staple gun, money to any performer. Tara and I both stapled fivers, but some sadistic bastards cashed out tens for ones-- click, click, click, click... What a night. I can't believe I stapled someone, or the serendipitousness of it all." MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

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