It was nothing, really.

Hey, no big whoop...ya' know...I woke up at 6:20 am. Took the bus and subway for an hour to go work at a hospital for 8 hours. Took some x-rays. Worked in the catscan department, studied for some tests...

Then yeah, got home at 5, washed the dishes, took out the trash checked my Myspace, whatevs...

And then I was like shit, yo! ...dinner time! Busted out some beef...

Defrosted that shit. Lightly coated it with olive oil and gently massaged it with some salt and pepper.

Seared it for about 5 minutes, then into the oven for about 15 minutes.

Ba-BLAM!


Shit needed some extra shit tho'...
Poured some red wine, buttermilk, portobello mushrooms & butter into the pan with the seared beef leftovers. Boiled it, let it simmer and stew and reduce. No prob, bob.


Hell naw I didn't forget the potato, son! Fuckin' place your peepers on this ensemble.


Come get you some.

Big city nights

Some porno website declared that Brooklyn was the "naughtiest" city in America based on the amount of pornsite traffic coming out of here. So to celebrate they sent 5 porn stars to hang out in a dive bar in Williamsburg and had a free open bar...

Does that not sound like the absolute greatest thing EVER!!?? Let me answer that for you...yes..yes it does. Who the fuck doesn't want to meet Ava Devine & Mika Tan?!?

(Not that i'm into porn or anything ;)


For some odd reason I could not find one single person to go to this with me! Everyone was either studying, recovering from a bender or just plain lazy. Unforgivable!! I'm not the type of guy who goes to bars to ogle porn stars and get trashed by himself. So with a heavy heart and a tear down my cheek I was forced to go for plan B.

My friend Anna (who I mentioned in my last post) invited me to a party in Tribeca. One thing about her invites is that she usually tells me initially that we're going somewhere with an open bar...and then there is none. Or she'll say that there's no cover charge...and then I pay $15 at the door. That sorta' thing. So when she told me we were going to a party with an open bar and no cover charge I knew to expect the opposite.

I couldn't figure out what the hell kind of event we were at. It was some kind of benefit for a play, I think? They had a silent auction where you could sign up to win things like a tour and backstage passes to the Colbert report and a spa getaway and whatnot. There were performers every now and then also. A really horrible, unfunny yet hot young asian magician/comedian. And then a USO type gay guy singing army songs or some shit. It was just weird man, weird.

I had to get hammered to deal with this oddness. I was talking to Anna's boyfriend most of the time. He's this really hunky half japanese guy. He's some up and coming movie producer. Nice guy. Some other friend of Anna's came with us. I forget her name but somehow we went from discussing her psychology sessions to tango dancing in the middle of the party (I actually know some moves, no fake)

It was okay overall. I did some shmoozing with some other industry types and had my dinner at the free buffet. I almost convinced the gang to go back to Brooklyn for the porn thing. But they decided against it at the last minute (WTF!?) and we ended up just walking to the next bar. A little spot where some friend of theres was working. So at least we got to drink free for a little bit.

One of the bartenders at this next place was so hilariously drunk that I couldn't help but laughing. She was wearing a big Chevy's style sombrero and slurring and spilling drinks. Now that's the kind of girl for me! Reminded me of my ex actually. (Haha! Hi Esther!)

I was pretty drunk at this point and was having some sort of deep conversation with Anna's boyfriend and decided he was awesome. He wanted to hook me up with the bartender but I think I chickened out.

Soon after, the 3 of us pulled the ol' irish goodbye and cabbed it back to union square. I hopped on the subway and into the night I went. The last real night of spring break was over.

I had to overdo it of course. After getting off at my stop I discovered that my local liquor store has 16 ounce Crazy horse cans for 75 cents.

Boo-yah!

Drunk.

Salmon & stuffing

They were filming a movie in the subway as I was coming home from the hospital the other day. It was odd. I was like, "Why is there a train on that side of the track? There's no service on that side!" Then everyone on it poured off all at once looking all perfectly coifed and styled. All the billion dollar cameras and police tape kinda gave it away too.

My friend Anna is in the new Uma Thurman movie and I hope she hasn't let it go to her head, cuz' I haven't talked to her in over a month! Nah, she's probably just busy.

Oh yeah! I saw Steve Buscemi getting off the train about a week ago too. (I didn't realize how much show business news was going to be in this post :) He looked R-e-a-l-l-y old and frail. It kind of ruined my badass Reservoir dogs image of him. Shame.

I'm in the midst of midterms this week and I haven't been able to make it through a day without at least a 2 hour nap. I have "Properties of radiographic exposure" and "Cranium and facial bone positioning" on Friday. I'm feeling slightly confident about them.

My PRE teacher is nuts. He's the head tech at Methodist hospital and he spends half the class yelling, belittling and cussing at us. But he's a freakin' genius and actually really great underneath it all. I was about to try and put a little audio highlight reel of him on this post but i'm not nearly html savvy enough.

After midterms this week I have spring break!! Woo-hoo! No big plans really. I actually have to go in to the hospital to make up a couple class days before they kick my ass out. And then probably back up to Boston to spend some time with the family while my mom is still around. I'm looking forward to doing a whole lot of nothing. And hopefully getting my tax return back soon so I can buy some cute new summer outfits. (J/K. Nah, but yeah.)

To keep up the trend of including pictures or videos in my posts, i'm including one of my favorite cinematic love songs from "The Jerk" (an amazing movie) I guess i'm feeling cheesy and I thought i'd continue todays Hollywood theme. Am I crazy for thinking that Bernadette Peters is hot??? NAHH!



It's too funny/awesome when she busts out that horn.

Great news everyone!

Hey, check it out! I failed my math midterm by less than one point! Sweeet! I got a fucking 74.7 because i'm a goddamn GENIUS!!!

....somebody just shoot me in the face please...

Graphical ratio of drunken pie chart

Last weekend 3 of my best friends were in town visiting. Evan from the bay came to surprise his brother and my other 2 friends from Boston and NJ came to see Evan. I proceeded to drink from 3pm to 2am on Saturday. I have approximately 5 memories of that 11 hour period. I think perhaps I shouldn't hit the sizzurp so hard...

My blurry memories include:

1. Meeting Casey for liter beers at Loreley. (3pm)
2. Hella expensive dinner with Kuau, Leile and their girls. (7pm)
3. Meeting up with Evan, Sean, Ami and the gang at the "Fat black pussycat" (9pm)
4. Going to one last after hours bar with Mia and being so drunk I could hardly stand. (2pm)
5. Slipping in and out of consciousness on the subway with Leile and Mary. (???)

I would enjoy being able to look back clearly at some of these good times i'm having and not just wondering how I got home without puking on the subway.

One thing this weekend did remind me of though, is that if I could buy a big ol' mansion in the hills for me and all my friends to live in I would finally be happy.





And if you don't understand this chart, you're a zark!