Wednesday, June 28, 2006

I Think We Should See Other People: eefers to Coffee Cart Man

I did it. I told Coffee Cart Man we should see other people. Only because I can't lie. Here's how it all went down: I arrived there this morning (when I come from my own apartment, as opposed to my boyfriend's, it's easier to go to Coffee Cart Man than to Mule) and he asked if I'd been on vacation. I can't lie. So I said that I tried a new place on 4th Avenue. He asked which one. I told him. He told me he'd tried it before but didn't like their coffee. I told him I did like it. He seemed a little offended. I told him I didn't like it better, but that it was just different. He still seemed a little hurt. So I told him that when I come from my house I'll go to him but when I stay at my boyfriend's I'll go to Mule. It seemed like amenable break-up to me.

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Coffee Cart Man: To Dump or Not to Dump?

Since proclaiming that my coffee cart man was completely incompetent I've learned quite a bit about him and have been proven completely wrong. He was new. His name is Mohammed. He's from Jordan where he was a physician and is running a coffee cart to support his getting certified as a GP here in the States. He has my coffee ready (and right!) before I even make it to his cart and if I realize I don't have cash on any given morning, he tells me not to worry about it and to pay him the next day. He has also professed his love for me. Awkward? Yes. Sweet? Sure. But we've formed a bond. He's Coffee Cart Man and I'm his trusted, loyal patron.

However, on my way home last Thursday I stopped into what I thought was a new coffee shop on 4th Avenue, Mule. I, of course, loved the coffee and thought it was even better than Gorilla Coffee (which is a little too strong for my taste). Friday, Monday and today, I've gone to Mule for my coffee instead of Coffee Cart Man on my way to the subway. Sure, I have to cross the street and the coffee is $.50 more expensive, but it's so much better (and bigger).

I feel as if I have to go back to Coffee Cart Man tomorrow morning. I could tell him I was off for a few days, though I fear he's seen me on the other side of the street. Should I break up with him? Or is it safe to keep avoiding him? I don't want to be that asshole who's been seeing someone else but is too chicken to tell him. But on the other hand, I don't want to tell him that I've found better coffee. What to do?! What to do?!

Maybe you can help. Below, the blue line represents my old route to Coffee Cart Man. The red line represents my new route. With Coffee Cart Man facing south to serve coffee, do we think he'll notice me with my new iced coffee or is it time to come clean?

Thursday, June 22, 2006

The Dirt! The Dirt!

Since NY4P has only done a soft launch of the new website (we'll announce later next week) consider this your eefers exclusive sneak peek at The Dirt, my new blogging venture (i.e. eefers is finally getting paid to blog).

Wednesday, June 21, 2006


Last night was the Cyclones season opener. Eight of us had bleacher seats and wore C-Y-C-L-O-N-E-S t-shirts to watch the Brooklyn Cyclones face the Staten Island Yankees. Of course, I was the E. We lost our O near the end of the third inning, when the score was 13-0, Yanks. After the fourth inning (14-0), the C-Y-C-L-N-E-S decided to ditch the game and go and ride the real Cyclone.
This morning, I learned the final score was 18-0.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Prom in the Times

So remember that prom picture? A similar picture ended up in the Sunday Styles section of the Times. Pretty exciting, eh? OK. Now I'm done talking about prom. I PROMise.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Drink Liberally on Flag Day

It's Flag Day. And what better way to spend it than Drinking Liberally with your fellow Brooklynites at a bar called Commonwealth? (For those of you who don't know, Drinking Liberally is a drinking club committed to promoting democracy one pint at a time.)

So, in the spirit of Flag Day, which just happens to fall on the date of the June gathering of Park Slope Drinking Liberally, here's what I propose: we get together tonight, get really drunk (on beer, on soda, on life, on conversation, on enchiladas from the fantastic Mexican place next door) and take patriotism back from those assholes--and no, I don't mean a particular political party, I mean a specific culture of flag-waving assholes, and you know exactly who I'm talking about. For an added bonus, I'll buy a beer for whoever shows up dressed like an American flag (at least until I run out of money).

Park Slope Drinking Liberally
at Commonwealth, 5th Avenue at 12th Street
TONIGHT, 7:30 onward
Take the R or the F to 4th Ave/9th Street

Hosted by the most flag waving of them all:
Though probably not in that ridiculous outfit.

Park Slope Drinking Liberally: Endorsed by the Politicker. (well, not officially, but still)

Tuesday, June 13, 2006


Would you believe me if I said this was taken at the prom last night?

OK, it was at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden Gala, but check out my corsage!

Coverage in the NY Sun [Subscription]
In a nod to the star attraction, one romantic young fellow, Christopher Varmus, gave his lady friend (and a former New York Sun intern), Emily Farris, a corsage of pink roses.

Friday, June 02, 2006

A Dream Come True

I'm going to get paid to blog! New Yorkers for Parks will add a blog to the new site when it launches next week. And Yours Truly will be the blogger. Does my excitement over this make me the biggest dork in the world?

I guess I just have to blog about what I want (see below) and it will come true. Rock.