Offloading some pics I’ve had lying around on my phone.
Broadway at Union Square this morning.
Right to the point.
Damn straight.
ATB @ Nokia Theatre, 19 March 2010
View from my window in winter. (If you know the EV, it's easy to figure out where I live from this.)
Andy Moor @ Santos Party House, 20 Feb 2010
Ferry Corsten @ Nokia Theatre, 12 Feb 2010
Ferry Corsten @ Nokia Theatre, 12 Feb 2010
After being an hour late for work today (actually, an hour on top of my usual half hour… but hey), in my irritation I sent PATH this comment:
If there were two minutes between the first Path Alert about train suspension and the second alert that train service had resumed this morning (Alerts which one cannot receive in the subway where there isn’t service–wouldn’t it be great if these were always shown on the fancy new TVs around the stations?), why did it take so long for that to be relayed to those waiting on the platform? We were still being advised (at least at the 14th St station) at 9:30 that trains were suspended and to head downtown and take the WTC train to get to JSQ or HOB, which I ended up doing, only to find out once I got to the office that the service had supposedly already resumed when I was leaving and I could have saved a lot more time and shoe wear (my beautiful heels!!) by waiting instead of taking a grand ride on the L and 4 train and tourist-dodging around the WTC. In short: Work on your communication. Also, what was up with the debacle that was May 15? No shuttles, alt buses? Take a CAB? Really?
Let’s see if I get any response.
Today I found an issue of OK! Magazine in my mailbox. At first glance I thought the mailperson just delivered it to the wrong person, but upon inspection I found it was addressed to me. I am utterly confused about how I came to be subscribed to this magazine as I’d never read a celebrity rag on purpose (my TMZ habit notwithstanding) or know anyone who’d think I’d want this. I know I didn’t get charged for it since I just checked all my credit card statements today, so I checked on the subscription online to make sure I wasn’t going to get billed for it later and my balance is $0 for the 51 issues I’ll be getting, so… Uh… Hey, free magazine? I guess I’ll be up to date on all the celebrities I don’t care about since I hardly watch TV, don’t watch any movies at all (no, really, I think I’ve seen maybe one or two movies that have come out the past two years), nor listen to anything on the radio. I’m not sure what I signed up for to get this subscription, but I’ll just assume I was drunk when it happened.
And I’ll admit it… As soon as I got into my apartment, I sat down on the bed and started flipping through it. Needs more LiLo.
Las Vegas and Arizona and Amanda’s wedding were a blast. I definitely wouldn’t mind coming back again. I already miss those sunny days. I came back to New York last night and it’s been all grey skies since. The pics will be on my Google Picasa thingy whenever I get around to it. Still need to post Ha’s graduation in Georgia.
Decent night, much to my delight. Circus Saturdays + trance music turns out to be a pretty good combination. I told myself before the show to bring my camera, and of course, in true Quynh fashion, I forgot, so all you get are these horrible camera phone pics.
There were giants walking around the dance floor; see pointy-headed guy on the right of the pic. (Okay, they were on stilts.)
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Acrobats! Not for innocent virgin eyes.
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Okay, bye!
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Sean Tyas broke out orange glowsticks and on that cue a boatload of the crowd followed suit.
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Go-go dancers with big fancy hair.
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Which one's the clown in this pic?
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In the thick of things. This is where the energy (and the E) is.
Due to “police activity” courtesy of a “suspicious package” at the Harrison station. All trains to and from Newark were temporarily suspended and there was no alternate way to get there besides being gouged by a taxi. Who wants to bet that suspicious package was a box full of empty beer bottles from a bunch of pregamers? By the time the train at Journal Square left, it was 20:30, leaving fans a whopping half hour before the end of the game. Probably more like 15 minutes by the time one got to the doors, if they even let you in. Rich and I just went home from JSQ. I was so pissed off I ate a plate full of chicken wings and I’m trying to go meatless. GOD.
At least Webster Hall was surprisingly delightful that night. I might make it a point to attend more Circus Saturdays there. The great thing is, if the bathroom line is too long, I can literally run home and take a piss and come right back in mere minutes.
The bad thing is I often hear raucous drunks yelling obnoxiously (or, as was the case last Wednesday, hitting every buzzer in my building and then laying on one for a good 20 minutes—you can hear your neighbors’ buzzers here). Win some, lose some.
More shoots, more paps (?) waiting around. Whatever. At least people are dressing up again now that it’s warm out, even when it’s not clubbing time. Louboutins on these cobblestones? Damn, honey, more power to you, I guess.
Dinner at The Collective--some hits, some misses here. You can't go too wrong with dessert though.
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Camera crane along Jackson Square.
Someone shrink-wrapped the station for the morning commute.
Cinco de Mayo hijinks, or just a typical Thursday morning?
A friend was renting a place in Beach Haven, NJ last weekend so on Saturday Rich and I took a Zipcar down with some homemade guacamole and spent the night over partying it up on the beach (okay, so we walked to the beach and spent about 15 minutes there… close enough). We had a nice time, met some new people, and I have fallen in love with Mini Coopers. I had also forgotten just how awesome Wawas are. We need these in New York.
This weekend I have to head back down to Jersey so my parents and I can go to Georgia for my sister-in-law’s graduation (PhD! Congrats!). Then the week after that I am heading to Vegas and then Phoenix for Amanda’s wedding, whoo! And for the weekend after that I am trying to get some reasonably priced tickets and accommodations for a long Memorial Day weekend in Chicago.
So I’m not going to be around much this month, but that’s fine, because I’m going nuts at work and need to get away. On Monday, before I left for the day, I piled up some boxes just inside my cube to wall off my cube entrance, but when I came in Tuesday they were gone. I guess cleaning did not appreciate the Great Cardboard Wall I was planning. :(
At least one person’s very happy about it.
But I LIKE rats!
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