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It's a rainy day in New York City today, which is the perfect opportunity to post this sad photo.
Photo by Jerry Lara, AP/San Antonio Express-News: A dog sits in the heavy rains from Tropical Storm Erin on San Antonio's south side Thursday, Aug. 16, 2007.
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Yesterday, after my unsuccessful attempt at finding a copy of The New York Times at any of the newsstands around my office, I went to their actual building near Times Square and waited in line to obtain a copy of the historic edition announcing Obama as the president-elect. I bought four copies and dashed into the subway to avoid the rain.
The Times decided to print another 50,000 copies after seeing this line form in front of their building yesterday early afternoon.
People are selling them for an absurd amount on eBay. I'm keepin' mine.
Today's issue of The New York Times is sold out everywhere in New York City. And I do mean everywhere. I visited over 9 different newsstands, bodegas and any other place that might sell papers and they were completely sold out, in addition to many other dailies. City Room reports:
A Times spokeswoman, Catherine J. Mathis, said on Wednesday morning that the paper had printed 35 percent more papers in the “single copy” print run, which supplies newsstands. Still, by morning company officials found that papers were “selling out all across the metropolitan area” and decided to print 50,000 more copies for sale in the New York area.
The paper also reported a record-high 2.7 million “mobile page views” for Tuesday.
In the afternoon, customers were still lining up to buy the paper from a delivery truck outside Times headquarters at 40th Street and Eighth Avenue in Manhattan.
More photographs of people waiting in line at the Times building in midtown.
[Thanks Annie!]
Youths celebrating last night.
[Thanks Lea!]
Tuesday night, I met up with Annie and Sarah at Bleecker Bar to watch the presidential election coverage.
Optimistic Sarah and Annie.
Martin and his friend showed up later. Haha.
The main TV that we were sitting in front of was tuned to CBS which was always a good minute slower to call states for their respective candidates. The other TV--I don't know which channel it was tuned to--was a bit quicker. I think these guys were screaming when it was announced that Ohio was going to Obama.
The bar erupted in applause, hugs, high fives, and general gleeful pandemonium when they announced that Obama would be our next president.
These girls were happy to say the least.
Now the tough work begins.
The End.
This was the long line at 8 am this morning to vote at PS 282 in Park Slope, Brooklyn, New York.
On Sunday morning I woke up to find the New York City Marathon running right past the front steps of my apartment.
While stuffing my face with a bagel and drinking coffee, I did my best to cheer the runners on. Some of the runners were wearing some zany costumes.
An escaped convict!
USA!
Zorro!
Axe man!
Here's a short video of the scene:
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The Unobomber.
Fear and Loathing.
Munira is the "pregnant" vampire.
Mun applying some "gray" hair to Stan...
Stan making some shots. I've never tasted Windex but the shots tasted exactly like what I imagine Windex to taste like.
"Nice to meet you."
The Unobomber, the pervy edition.
Future Stan if He Didn't Become a Doctor. Social Director at the Bada Bing Social Club! Also, black socks!
Haha. Creepy photo.
The tank!
Enemies ahead! Yonder!
The absurdity on the subways.
Dr Fang!
Melissa is a cougar. Rawwwr.
Stan biting into a blood capsule.
So gross.
Someone (not me because I respek life) kicking the pregnant belly.
Those examination gloves...are so....creepy.
At a house party in Williamsburg. One of Pooja's friends was there and really drunk. This friend saw a guy with some plumber's crack showing, decided to stick her finger into the crack...and then dipped it into the punch. I found this out today during dinner. I am SO glad I decided to NOT drink that punch.
The two preggers.
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Haha, awesome costume! It's Eddie Murphy from Delirious. This is my all time favorite stand up routine by ANY comedian, and it's from Delirious.
Origami man was actually hilarious. He put on this great show where he made all these different origami pieces for our amusement.
Fellow Bruno alumni Jeff and his wifey Rebecca made the trek down all the way from the Upper West Side. I used to work with Rebecca at the library in college! Best job ever.
This guy's costume is an actual airline pilot's uniform.
So dirty.
The cougar lights one up outside of the apartment before we head to the next party.
Haha. I don't even remember taking this photo of Edward.
Ian!
It appears that this mime had too much fake drank. I asked him if he was alright. He nodded. "SPEAK MOTHERFUCKER! SPEAK!"
"Unobomber is mad hungry yo!"
My disappearing 'stache that I'm not man enough to grow unassisted. Damn genes!
Jeff having fun with his hose. Hahaha.
I eventually stumbled home. Witnessed a chick dressed as Optimus Prime going berserk on the subway ride.
The End.
I know this is a bit dated, but: For her project "Dumped," Brooklyn artist Meg Wachter photographs her friends as they are getting dumped with liquid-y edible things. In this interview, Meg comments, "I also recently learned from a friend (who is a sex blogger) that these photos are huge in the fetish community of 'sploshing.'"
This video of the shoot is also entertaining!
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View more photos at her website.
I want to do a similar one where I, the artist, get to punch my friends. Yea, who wants to volunteer?
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On Friday I had a half-day because our office is moving buildings from midtown to wall street. Went out later that night with Lauren and Nnamdi. Saturday afternoon I did some phone banking for the Obama campaign and then I went to my friend Jon's nice birthday party which was held in a private loft space. Sunday was brunch with buddy Hector and fighting off zombie hordes later in the afternoon.
The last sunset from my company's office in midtown.
The view of uptown Manhattan from our 41st floor.
On Friday night, I met up with Lauren who was visiting for the weekend and had a fun dinner with her and Nnamdi at my new favorite restaurant. This is my insanely delicious short rib (which also came with a side of perfectly baked mac 'n cheese). Hilarious conversation.
Hopped over to Max Fish where Lauren got her pinball on.
Then we went to Botanica predictably with these people. I forgot all their names, but I had a great time. Of course we got the dance party started here, even if it meant I had to get accosted and sandwiched by two very old women. The bouncer also that night was fantastic.
Nnamdi giving a peace out to Brooklyn!
"You want another?" "No, I'm still finishing this one." "Great. Two for me."
I forgot this kid's name as well but he was passed the f out. Luckily Botanica has some comfortable couches.
Nnamdi said to me, before I snapped a photo, "Nah, that kid's going to wake up if you take a photo. He's been on and off." Sure enough, right at the flash, he opened his eyes. Haha.
Saturday night despite the terrible weather I headed out to Jon's birthday party. For once I decided to class it up and left my ripped jeans and v-neck t-shirts at home.
Kevin and Chris! Chris also runs and creates the comics of this popular website for soccer enthusiasts and also founded this soccer website as well. Sorry, football.
Sophia trooped in from the rain as well and brought partisan mints.
Nnamdi and Stephanie!
Sophia pulls it off much better than I do. Hahaha.
Kevin does an AWESOME job of ruining what was supposed to be a nice photo of Chris and his girlfriend. Haha.
Kevin and Natalie (I think?).
Sophia actually does carry a calculator around in her purse. Dork.
Sunday early afternoon I made my way to Esperanza for brunch. On the walk there I was silently cursing for having picked a place so far from me and a mere step away from his apartment. And then I stopped being mad when I saw him, because he was in crutches after having quite recently broken his ankle.
Hector outside the restaurant. Sorry for cursing you in my head, Hector! Haha. Hope your ankle heels soon!
Big pig roast outside a bar. I wish I knew about this earlier.
Two Chileans.
Hector's roommate Will and me. The brunch here is a good deal (10 dollars for a small drink, coffee, and dish), except the wait can get hectic sometimes.
Pig slaughter. And boy does it look good!
In Union Square I ran into a zombie procession.
Aggressive zombie antagonizing a street vendor.
Flannel and Mexican zombies.
The zombie-ness is the least frightening thing about this couple. That rabbit costume alone is the stuff of nightmares.
Pretty decent band performing.
And then I went to Barnes and Noble to pick up a Rushdie novel. Instead, I walked out with Dan Simmons's The Terror and Frank Miller's seminal graphic novel Batman: The Dark Knigh Returns.
The End.
This is the scene I encountered this afternoon in Soho.
Uggs aren't going away. If anything you may see even more of them this winter than ever before if these lines outside of the Ugg store in Soho is any trend barometer.
This short silent film by photographer Vincent LaForet is absolutely eye candy. What makes it completely brilliant is the fact LaForet shot it only with a still camera. David Pogue writes:
The Web was buzzing a couple of weeks ago when photographer Vincent LaForet spent a weekend making a short, wordless movie using an early Canon 5D Mark II (an expensive, professional S.L.R.). He hired a couple of models, grabbed a crew, rented a helicopter, pulled together $5,000, and made an absolutely astonishing-looking piece of video.
Watch it here. And then view the awesome behind the scenes video.
While at my favorite hat store in Soho on Sunday I spotted a trophy rare jackalope on their wall.
Coworker Lynda has more on this half antelope, half jack rabbit hybrid. Did you know that some of them can also fly?!
Stay tuned for when I snap a photo of a unicorn.
Went out on Thursday night to the small club Mr. West for N's brother's birthday party.
Party started early for all the work folk so the club was pretty empty, except for friends of N's brother and that shiny suit dude in the corner. But eventually it went from like this to...
...like this.
Ayo!
N showing off his manicured nails.
Namik and Pooja!
Ayo taking a photo!
I liked this kid's t-shirt.
Don't forget to vote, ya'll!
Drunk brothers. Haha.
Friday night I went to my friend Nick's apartment after work for the three b's of BBQ, Beer, and the Boston Red Sox.
We sat in his backyard where they had a TV set up on top of the mini-fridge. I approve that set up. Afterwards we ended up going to a nearby bar to watch the rest of the fantastic win by the Red Sox. Really good times.
Reporter Jennifer 8 Lee is on a roll: First $1 menu items and now research into strip clubs? Apparently down and out Wall Streeters are finding refuge at the strip club. Business at the "gentleman's club" V.I.P Club in Chelsea has been so good lately that owner Sam Zherka introduced a premium lap dance package for $1,000.
The package will buy a 20-minute lap dance, a bottle of Dom Pérignon and a private Champagne room. Not to mention, as Mr. Zherka did, they also “get to keep the girl’s G-strings.”
I wouldn't know, but a typical lap dance is $20 a song according to the article.
Read more here.
Someone gave the iconic bull on Wall Street a case of the blue balls.
It's suspiciously timed with Banksy's visit to New York City.
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On my way to Dunkin Donuts in Penn Station this morning I spotted this huge banner advertising a 2 eggs, home fries, and toast meal for 99 cents. Hells motherfuckin yea.
