December 2009
1 post
UW- whut?
YEah- this blog is done— I THROW IT ON THE FLOOR.
November 2009
7 posts
Oh, wait- I do love the east Village.
And i’d live by a Mermaid Inn. Or the New Oyster Bar. So I guess I love the East Village too- but it does not seem like a place of permalivin’ — However- We can get there on the F train, that’ll have to do for now. JLOB, Ramen Shops, Little India, Counter, mmmmmmm.
http://ny.eater.com/archives/2009/11/a_look_around_the_two_dayold_mermaid_oyster_bar.php
New York Marathon Winner Tests Positive For... →
larrybrooks:
The truth comes out. Or, it’s just a story from TheOnion.com
Wino - Made in New York! One of our favorites... →
October 2009
20 posts
Very Cool, Very Cool, Blog. →
The Best show in a while.
It’s amazing when you see one of your favorite bands. http://www.thelongwinters.com/ Lead singers… at a small venue in Brooklyn (that you can walk to) strip down all of their songs and be hilarious. He did some mash ups, some belting, some banter. It was a great night. And the Yankees won, so it was a happy household. 3 cheers for John Roderick, and here’s hope for a new...
Favorite links (Link 1) The Haps in my BK →
“This is more fun than facebook, but not as good as Miley’s Tweets. (RIP)...”
– Myself
I heart Reading.
I read books. I read books fast. I just finished two in 3 days. Ok, Granted 2 were graphic novels (and amazing) but I need to slow down, or get a kindle. I’m killing trees. Anyways… The Alcoholic by fellow Brooklynite/Hollywooder Jonathan Ames is very good, sad, and great. I have to also admit my unfair-affair with Chick Lit. I will read any British novel about shopping, sex,...
“The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.”
– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
“Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
Fluttering from the autumn tree.”
– Emily Bronte
No more DJ Bartlett 2004!
in well, like— 2000 (oh, the irony) I set up an email account due to all of my late night bar freestyle rapping… yeah you heard me.
The DJ has left the Building. And 2004 was supposed to be moon boots and flying cars.
I can, however, still drop it like it’s hot. See ya later Yahoo.
“I live in Brooklyn. By choice.”
– A House on the Heights— Truman Capote
I have got to do a search and find out what this... →
My Stumptown tastes like balls. →
I have decided that Stumptown Sucks. The whole “I am a newsey boy and I will be serving you this craptastic coffee even though we have mast brothers chocolate” will only last so long. I remain loyal to Mud, oslo, Bushwick Blend… and I am sure I will find my Park Slope Decaf love affair soon. If I can. let go of the caff. Maybe it tastes like balls because it’s...
