hey guys
sorry i haven’t updated, but if you need me, i’ll be over here. it’s a collaborative site i’m working on with my friends… and it’s not totally finished, nor has everyone started blogging in it yet. but here’s a sneak peek for my buddies and pals! i’ll be back around once i’m done setting popserious up!
i was “feisty” so i “wrestled” him and “gave chase”.
so i thought i had some anonymity in the matter when the policemen wouldn’t even tell me the name of the guy who tried to rob me a few weeks ago, but then my roomie finds this in the ny post today. (see 8th item) fucking insanity i say!
misc.
bits of stuff over the past ? months that never quite got around to the site…
hippie party!
pretty much the most mismatched couple ever caught on camera! This is how I imagine their conversations: “I like beige and showers!” “really? I’m more of a rainbows and mudbaths type myself…”, “say, that’s neat!”
the hippie blessed me and quinn with a brief coversation and a drawing of her playing the piano (didn’t come out on film). he then dubbed me “sonic” and quinn “cherry” and left. sonic cherry, eh, eh? new ben & jerry’s flavor?
look closely now:
ahahahahah! random beaver attack!!!
or groundhog maybe? love the chewing straw:
gofer? whatever it was, he was way into pips and kept inching closer and closer…
…piper was a bit preoccupied with rock climbing and amy however…
ah, photographing next to really tan people.
these are the photo ops you get when you travel just 30 minutes upstate:
just sayin’.
karen as a work of art
only the best smiley face
surfer lady qj! jesus, this must be april?
caught THREE HOURS at a draw bridge with a broken bell coming back into manhattan.
wilth nothing to look at but this…
it was indeeed a mindfreak, chris gaines criss angel. i ended up cutting off the authorities standing guard and running the light. nothing was worth that kind of torture.
some soothing melodies to calm the nerves
somehow arthur knows when the camera’s on him:
artful dodger
out of funyins : (
evian campaign for eden? yes?
a brief moment to describe me at my new job:
it’s pretty accurate. (does not want! …to get fired)
and back to the other stuff:
huh, what?
pat and quinn were big winners- all i got was a lousy pina colada… they won cows jumping over moons and penguins!
nyc street carnivals are AWESOME!!! 30 bucks later all i had was a plastic drink cup and a buzz, but the foos ball and candy apples, oh, the candy apples.
back to autumn… as always, torturing my loved ones with child-appropriate activities…
apple picking !!!
just as i thought, they secretly liked it
SEAN LOVED IT.
hahahahah
weeee
high school yearbook…
voted most likely to go apple picking.
he cut off me ‘ead
and threw it in the pumkin patch
my besties
the line for candy
i think i need a bigger box
horsiiies
the rolling pastures of… greenwich?
there’s a private zoo somewhere on this property with monkey and giraffes and zebras… i could not find.
the upstairs had a bar/billiard room… just how i like my stables.
see, connecticut has some foliage !
i dressed like waldo so they could spot me if i wandered too far off.
ah, horsies. horsies who’s stalls cost more than my overpriced two bedroom apartment in manhattan, but hey, i’d give a million dollars for that face…
back in brooklyn, piper meets her nemisis. hehe!
jump to manhattan a few weeks later, nike film sneaker premiere!
this was the red carpet!
all these skater people were there…
but more exciting…
were the chocolate bars with platinum tickets inside! (if you got one you won a pair of special shhneakers)
the movie was fun-filled
skater/sneaker people are so much fun, i have decided.
sean took off with my camera for a weekend and this is what happened:
that’s his friend tommy, winning.
and this is sean’s ginormous dog, who lives on a steady diet of motor oil and toddlers.
big and small
so i took some time out this weekend to escape the city and went up to an akc dog show upstate. As a fan of all things airborn, me and van went on the day of agility testing to see what it was aall about.
…this little wanker came with us.
all kinds of breeds were running amuck on the showgrounds
comet from full house wanted to make nice with pipes… survey says? 
too big. but pipes was down with watching the large dogs do their thing in the ring (from a safe distance of course):
we started with benji on steroids
he was quite the climber:
and then, that dog from ‘babe’ did his stuff:
and lassie wove through the poles like a champ:
there was even an ewok competing:
you shoulda seen when he whipped out his bow n’ arrows.
so during the break, i decided that piper needed a new skill. i found a practice jump and tried to get her over it:
hahaha. not so much. my dog ain’t no quitter though…
on the second third fourth try,
pips went airborn!
then, of course, she promptly “shook it off” with a solid ten minute roll in the grass
oh, pipes.
after her exciting extrance into the world of agility training, i took her to the small dog ring to show her the competition and keep her from getting too cocky :
a rare glimpse at the coveted my little pony toy breed.
…btw, ‘best in show’ characters? 95% accurate.
The next day, after long night of texas hold em’ in the city, i went upstate again. this time to the happiest place in the world: a horse barn. Now, as a rider who likes showjumping, my fellow riders and me would generally argue that dressage is for pussies.
however, being completely horse deprived in the city(other than the occasional glimpse of a depressingly mistreated carriage horse), i was not about to pass up a dressage lesson with Danielle, a big Olympic hopeful for the 2008 hong kong team. she taught me that dressage is not, after all, for massive wimps so much as really, really, disciplined athletes who like to torture themselves. Oh and is also the ass-backwards opposite of everything i learned in my discipline. My horse, a danish warmblood by the name of carmando, was a slightly “green” (young, lacking exstensive training) future champ. oh man was i happy to be riding a nice horse again. my riding buddy snapped some pics of me attempting to unlearn everything i know about riding:
he’s for sale, uh, if you want to sell your house to pay for him. 
i was seriously considering giving up my imaginary house for him.
i went with teri, the very kind woman who set me up with the lesson in the first place. she is a fellow jumper, and happened to be riding a seasoned dressage champ named devon (i think). so when we were done, danielle got on and showed us how it was done.
after our lesson, i wandered the aisle to pat all the horsies and feed them carrots.
this is danielle’s olympic stallion:
note: his horsey balls aren’t lopped off. this makes him a stallion, as opposed to a gelding, which, unless you’re a pro rider is the standard ride. stallions tend to be kind of mental and very dangerous, but many times, better performers…
some other pretty horsies in the barn:
and finally, the barn’s 3′ mini-horse, smush.
best name ever.
smush!!!
ahahahahahahah…Medieval sexual decisionmaking for penitentials (bless you boingboing.net)
PLEASE HELP HOWEVER YOU CAN
http://newyork.craigslist.org/brk/pet/398960228.html
I definitely feel this person’s pain… it is a very tough world out there for the wee ones.
a digital short
did i mention the time i went to north carolina and saw baby goats?
oh yeah, there were two of them.
twin goats are rediculous.
… happy friday pee-poles
loooong time no talkie.
whoops… i let a few months slip by there, huh. well let me tell you why. they have been so rediculously tedious… job hunt, job hunt, apartment hunt, apartment hunt, apartment hunt, etc etc for infinity +1, that by the time i got home every day, all i wanted to do is pass out while watching an episode of ‘dead like me’/ bang my head in the wall til i was concussed enough to believe i had already found a place.
so finally, the planets aligned and a lease was signed on thursday. yay! my neighbors are a bunch of dinosaur bones, a giant squid, and a whale (don’t worry, my east village buds, i still fully intend to frequent the downtown area all weekend every weekend and the occasional weeknight toooooooo ). my roomies are piper, vanessa, and her cat- that’s twice the size of my dog- ivan. full house, but its a nice big roomy apt, so we’re stoaked. :::sniffle::: HOWEVER, it’s hard not to think back to how we almost managed to get a place on 82nd against central park west in a giant brownstone with exposed brick, a working fireplace, 2 floors, 2 bathrooms, and 1300 sq feet for 2600 a month, but we lost it due to a crazy landlord who used a pseudonym and wanted the year’s rent upfront. i guess that was why it was so cheap in the first place, huh. what a heartache!
our new place, despite a strong odor of dirty hippie(which i assume will go away once they move out), is pretty bootiful. i can’t wait to get all my shit in there!
anyway, one of the great distractions of my thus far incredibly shitty summer was karen’s super awesome birthday weekend.
it started with the grand friday night party that her and sarah dj at angels and kings… which i was too lethargic from my week of apartment hunting to take pictures from. but then saturday, oh saturday…
it all started with a half british birthday brunch. 
yes, we all drunkenly sang happy birthday…
it was like 99% bands, 50% brits, and 1% tan and ripped (MATT!)
me and gurj were flinging the drinks back, boy oh boy…
we tried to make q’s, repping for quinn j as she had to work that morning. just how drunk was i? 
hahahahah couldn’t quite make them, or open my eyes for that matter… i laughed so hard it hurt my cheeks.
ooof. (that shot was completely unintentional)
the brits and he-man converse.
check out he-man’s muscley arm veins! 
holy golden hollywood tan. this chick was really cool… her name’s sarah and she rides horses, writes papers, and has really elaborate nails. we spent a long time talking about a subject that would bore anyone else to tears: horseback riding.
awwwww happy gorgeous birthday girl
another happy pretty person
wait, take a closeup of this hair! it was amazing:
this dude was awesome. plus he had piper on his tee:) what made it even more amazing though, was that his tee came from the set of one of my favorite tv shows of all time, arrested development (lindsay dating hobo episode)
oh man, then later that night, we did something very out of the ordinary for a bunch of manhattanites: we went out to long island city for a party. if i even try to explain how much fun it ended up being, i feel as though it will cheapen my memory of the experience.
i want one of these neon palm trees in my new apt. total 100% class!
ahhhh, sand between my vans!
hahahah sarah and gurj get the l.i.c. rave started! 
suddenly. it started raining and everyone ran for cver under the tent. 
it was more or less too packed to breathe. awesome. plus there was the thumpa thumpa of the redundant beat to keep eveyone daaancin’! we all put on our best raver faces and snuck into the crowd
then it stopped raining and we all reconvened by the glowing palm tree. looove that manhattan skyline! 
hahahah the birthday girl and her british bud
drinks, anyone?
hahahah old italian family photo: mama constipation, baby constipation, and baby diahreeeah:
palm tree model A, palm three model B, and a surprise cameo from the great cornholio (we had t.p. for his bunghole)
the “sea” breeze allowed for a sexy model shot 
sarah and gurj successfully create invisible boobies! 
so we tried to re-create brians famous beautiful beach jumping shot with mer, leigh and sean…you know the one…
ahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah so it turned into the least flattering shot of any of us ever(apart from my very drunken shot above, maybe…). I think the first time I saw this, I laughed so hard sprite came out of my nose… My little dog wrapped like a surprised chalupa, quinn j looking like straight outta harry potter with a light wand, all of us trying to get even an inch off the ground…
a short conversation about nyc rentals
me: It’s so crazy the disparity between what some people are
offering vs others for the same neighborhood and price point
van: oh i know…some places are total dumps
me: And they’re like “WON’T LAST ####%&^*(&$%^&* DEAL OF CENTURY
CONVERTIBLE ONE BEDROOM 300 SQ FT ONLT 3000$!!!! ARE WE INSANE????
me: BEST OFFER OUT THERE!
me: MINI FRIDGE!
me: WIIIINDOW!
me: FREEEEEEEE WATER!!!!!!
van: hahahahahahahha
van: NO BATHTUB!!!OMG??!!!
me: Hahahahahhahaahahahahahah
me: HOLY SHIT YOU CAN FIT A TWIN BED IN ONE OF THE ROOMS
me: WE’RE LETTING YOU STEAL FROM US WITH THIS OFFER
van: i looked at one the other day that was like….”WON’T
LAST…decent studio, nice space, nice bathroom down the hall, 6th floor
walk up, no closet.”
me: 4,000!
van: best deal ever
van: KITCHEN IN NEIGHBOR’S APT!!!!
me: You share your bathroom with not one but 5
neighbors!
me: Great way to make friends!
van: FIRE ESCAPE CAN BE CONVERTED INTO COZY 2ND BEDROOM!
PERFECT FOR SHARES!! OMGOMGOMG
me: Hahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahah
me: Dishwasher/shower! Who knew???
van: HAHAHAHA
van: Murphy bed folds out comfortably over stove in the
kitchen, makeing for a delightful GUEST ROOM!! Thats right, a GUEST
ROOM IN MANHATTAN!!
me:and don’t forget the
toilet/dining table!
me: Omgong!
me: …god I hate craigslist
how to have amazing easter sunday 101: go gamble with your jewish friends
so i finally got my computer back, my once very broken cmputer is now fixed besides a very sticky ‘o’ key. so i’m dne, gradumalated, and have internet again! yay!
it’s been about a month or two since i last updated, and i think i’m gonna start with our trip to atlantic city n easter weekend. 
it started with a ride through goorgeous jersey, with quinn j and these two hooligans:
and this leetle one
we passed the airport
a raging brush fire r two
and then we gt to that sought-after part of jerz, the rare part that’s actually pretty 
ooohhhh
shhhmaaaa
finally, we reached our destination:
wohoo! time t go gambling fr jesus on easter weekend!
we arrived at the hotel, luggage in tow, not really knowing where the fuck we were going 
and rather distracted by the sights and sunds within the walls of the hotel 
the sounds coming from these slots made me feel like i was in a persistant mario brothers game
hahahah tiny kid!
so finally we arrive at the rubanator’s sick-ass party time rooms: 
equipped with indoor balconies, plush couches, king sized beds, and showers with so many high power showerheads from every direction if you weren’t careful, you’d get an unwanted butthole attack(or wanted, if you’re more of the pot-A-to type). brian and his troop had already arrived when we gt there, and matt was on his way to the show. in my hurry t lose money before taking back sunday went on, i forgot to pack my camera for the show!
minus 40 bucks later, there was nothing quite like getting cheered up with some microphne-twirling mastery backstage with tbs via my sidekick pics:
woO! microphne magic!
the next day, easter sunday, naturally the jews were feeling bad 
hahahah juuust kidding… poor matt was coming off an uber long tour, exhausted, and making an adorable fieesh face.
we were all pretty zonked and penniless…
but culd still eat good in the neighborhood with obscene amounts of food from applebees for very little money. check out all that grub!
mer bear was all eatin good undercover cop in the neighborhood
quinn j said “fuck it” and got herself sme tasty apple pie for breakfast
all in all, i was kinda jealous with my warm veggie platter type thing.
so quinn j, also feeling the crushing jew guilt, or possibly cause i whined her ear off about a lack of easter egg hunts in my life despite being of the age to be able to have little ‘uns of my own to hide eggs for, decided to give my waspy ass the best easter ever.
first, she gave me flower cookies 
mmhmmm! 
then she surprised me with a little chicky!
…which piper promptly stole and labeled hers 
then the jesus bunny left me some festively colored dunkin doughnuts
and some notes were hidden about my car from qui…easter bunny
it was some serious easter magic!
best easter ever.