Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Think I Can do It?

Yesterday my friend Ruth sent me a link to this full bottle wine glass. Yes, I'll have a glass of that please.

Tour de Brooklyn

Don't forget to register for the Tour de Brooklyn, Sunday June 5.


SirenFest Quickly Approaching

Gothamist just reported that part of the line up for the Siren Festival--which, by the way, is Saturday, July 16--has been released. And while I'm way too unhip to have heard of any of the bands (except maybe Spoon, but maybe I'm just thinking of a spoon) I can't wait for my day of drunken debauchery in the sun.

Monday, May 30, 2005

Why I Love Brooklyn

I couldn't afford a vacation so I vowed to not leave Brooklyn this weekend. I barely left Park Slope. I wish I would have gone to Coney Island so I would have captured this moment on my own. I didn't but Hugh Crawford, the daily photographer from Only the Blog Knows Brooklyn did.
From NO WORDS_Daily Pix by Hugh Crawford on Only the Blog Knows Brooklyn

Sunday, May 29, 2005


Last night I went to a mandatory spandex party hosted by the Black Leather Bike Club. I only wish my camera batteries wouldn't have run out before some of the best outfits of the night came in. Before we left for the party, my friend Craig thought it was soooo crazy that I was wearing black spandex pants, a blue blouse and white high heels--so very Peggy Bundy. Craig was worried, but I figured if no one else was in spandex (I'd have that Bridget Jones moment where she shows up to the party in a bunny costume because no one told her the costume party was canceled) I'd look like one of those hipster girls who would wear spandex pants on a Saturday night, anyway. But almost everyone was in spandex and the party was a blast. Being around so many people dancing in spandex and sequins reminded me of my high school dance team days. And there was tire swing jousting!

Matt Levy and Kyle

Quite possibly the bravest man in the room.

Watching this girl dance was pretty amazing. Damn camera batteries!

Saturday, May 28, 2005

Oh Friendster, How I Love Thee

So I've had minimal luck meeting people on Friendster. I've had some good experiences and some bad ones, as I'm sure anyone who meets people off of the Internet does. But this week I think I received the two worst Friendster messages ever, and I just wanted to share them all with you so you can laugh as hard as I have. Does this make me evil? Probably. But enjoy anyway.

#1: Received Saturday, May 28

Message: Hi Pretty lady,
how are u doing,it my pleasure to write u this
msg and to know ur mind.
i go through ur profile when i was search for
relationship (woman) for marriage,i go through ur
profile and i see that u are single and lovely....this
make me to realized that ur lovely mind and mine
we be together as soon as will plan for our future....
Really i mean what am saying am not a joker,i
dont want u to be hot just let me know if u are
interested to be mine...
hope to hear from u soonest.

NOTE: I'll give this guy a little credit in the grammar department as he lives in Nigeria.

#2: Received Friday, May 27

Message: You look like this lady I work with,
[name removed]. You both have the same hair. She is
pretty awesome, used to be in mortages and real
estate and now is a top director in an anti-aging
company led by my mentors.

You go to New School? I remember seeing the
segment called "The Nuclear Iceberg" on LinkTV
with a professor from there. It was about the Nunn-
Lugar Disarmament Act. I used to be politically
active, but I saw it being pointless since I as an
individual really cannot affect policy. People are
also close minded...wanting to hear what they
want to hear instead of all sides to formulate a
logical conclusion.

It also is such a negative atmosphere. Being in a
positive atmosphere is so much more uplifting and
good for your soul. It also helps us focus on goals
better. Heck, I figure seeing how I am learning to
become wealthy, I can then fund whatever cause I
want later on. Will have more influence that way.

How long have you been in NYC?


NOTE: I'm not giving this guy any credit for anything.

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    Yeah, you think it's all glitz and glamour being the lead tambourinist in a hootenanny jamboree. But there are serious hazards involved.

    Friday, May 27, 2005

    Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show

    Last night, my dream came true. I played tambourine in a hootenanny jamboree. Not only that, but in the CasHank Hootenanny Jamboree at the bar on my corner. All was well and good until we got to the last song--my request--The Ring of Fire, when the guy running the show (we'll call him "Alex") called one of the female guitar players a "cunt" in front of the whole bar. In a show of solidarity for the insulted woman, my friends got up and left. Being a feminist, I might have done the same thing, but two things got in my way: 1. I was playing the freaking tambourine at the CasHank Hootenanny Jamboree, hello! and 2. The show must go on! So, I finished the Ring of Fire (secretly wondering if it had anything to do with the tiff). But, don't you worry. After the show I told "Alex" that "a real cowboy would never call a woman a cunt."

    Hey Mr(s). Tambourine (Wo)man!

    This is after the show, but you had to see the boots. It's a shame they weren't visible from the stage.

    Thursday, May 26, 2005

    I've Made It!

    Not really, but there was once a time when this young politico thought that having my picture taken with such an influential Democrat would mark some huge milesone for me. No milestones, but I'm not complaining either.

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    Myself and Howard Dean at the DNC's Paint the Town Blue party at the Essex House on May 25.

    All I Have to do is Throw a Party and They Give Me Money?

    On Friday, May 20, I threw my first fundraiser for the Federation to Preserve the Greenwich Village Waterfront & Great Port. I raised my raise, which was my goal. But I won't say what the amount is because then you'd know just how little money I make.

    Assemblymember Deborah Glick, myself and Councilmember Margarita Lopez. I shouldn't have worn heels.

    And now for my normal size friends: John Arceci, director of policy for Manhattan Borough President candidate Brian Ellner , myself and Ruth Graham, deputy features editor for the New York Sun.

    Tuesday, May 24, 2005

    Not a Good Morning

    It's the price I pay for being the face of gentrification. Yes, I'm a white, middle-class 20-something. I moved into the outskirts of a Brooklyn neighborhood that is still mostly inhabited by minorities. Now condos are going up across the street.

    They start their construction at 7 every morning. Now, being a person who does not work 9-5, I don't get up at 7. The only time I ever see 7 a.m. is if I'm still up from the night before.

    So, I called 311, filed a noise complaint and the second woman I spoke to at 311 was very helpful and told me to call my community board with any other concerns. I told the community board I'd like to petition to get "Park Slope Views" to start their construction later (9 is a little early for me, but a reasonable request, I believe). The community board representative said they're happy for me to petition. I have to make it (and collect the signatures, as I expected). However, it's up to the "goodwill of the property owner" to start later.

    In my limited experience with developers, any with goodwill are few and far between. Any ideas?

    Oh, look, they're all done by noon because they started at freaking 7 a.m.!

    Tuesday, May 17, 2005

    Korean BBQ, Yummy Yum Yum Yum

    I had Korean BBQ for the first time last night. Yum. Even better, I was having Korean BBQ with Markos (who happens to be a vegetarian) from DailyKos. If you don't know what DailyKos is, you probably shouldn't be reading my blog. Well, that's not true but you should click the link below to find out for yourself.

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  • Penis Warning

    The Thai government has issued a warning to young men: stop injecting your penis with olive oil! Apparently "size-obsessed" young men looking to increase their penis size are injecting all sorts of things. There's got to be a better way. Or women who don't care about size.

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