Showing posts with label biggest fear of all time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label biggest fear of all time. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

"On-Orbit Brain Surgery"


Lets go see Hubble 3D this weekend. The description "stars hit your face like raindrops in a summer storm" sounds like Dave Matthews lyrics, perfect!!!!

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Prefontaine

Marathon is November 1st. Start making playlists for me.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Return Of Uncle Stinkfinger

Tonight our precious Ricky Stinkfinger will compete in New York's Air Guitar Championship. Pray and sacrifice people, this will be tough!

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Why This Blog Is A Service To You

On Christmas 2050, when you are sitting around your hologram fire place with your robot grandchildren and they ask you what you were like in your twenties, you can get on your invisible, levitating computer and pull up my blog and answer a few questions for them.

Grandma didn't always use a thermos to hide it:


Grandpa used to love the finer things:


So thaaaats why Uncle Nick went to prison:


Wasn't there once a movie about being born an old man?


Right after Uncle Paul proposed to Aunt Sophie:


Old Timmy Traynor was always an embarassing dad:


Grandma Krausey right before "the surgery":

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Slow and Steady

We took a boat to Ha Long Bay in the Gulf of Tonkin. My mom brought binoculars. Brillz. She intended to bird watch but there weren't any birds. When she asked our guide why, he said it was because they ate all the birds. My mom probably went home and tore up her Audubon Society membership card after that.

It was only day 2 and Anna already had a rash. I told her itching was mental because only children are full of compassion.


Ha Long Bay has 3000 limestone mountains jutting out of the water. They were made when an earth quake shook the region thousands of years ago - but ask any local and they'll tell you the moutains were made by a dragon's thrashing tail as he flew down from the mountains to the sea. Uh huh. Oh Yeah, and! The difference between Eastern Dragons and Western Dragons is Western Dragons have wings and Eastern Dragons don't.

We got off the boat to go on a 'secret cave hike.' By the looks of the mouth of the cave, I thought we were in for a photo-op and then back to the boat for some more spring rolls, but then we descended into this massive hole:

All I could think of was that night we watched The Descent on the projector at north fourth and spilling red wine all over myself when the bat creatures first attacked.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

what i really want to write in my personal statement conclusion for grad school

"Grad School is the next step for me, the right step for me. I look at it as a second chance to fuck up some grades, alienate myself from my classmates and further undermine my confidence as a capable human being. This is the legacy a Masters in Media Studies from the New School will help me create."

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

You Ever Wonder Where People Go When They Say They Are Going To Work?

Like when your roommate leaves for 8 HOURS a day and then returns and its like nothing has changed except for the fact that they've just spent a majority of their day at their mystery job? And you try to picture where they sit and what they have on the walls but you can't because you can only picture them at the bar. Then you start to imagine them making lunch choices at generic midtown cafes and making small talk with coworkers and you realize your "friend" is a "virtual stranger."

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Amen

Two chairs from our kitchen are missing. I think we need to start a block watch.

Monday, June 16, 2008

Tough To Sleep in This Heat

Re: Human Fly Trap Lies Awake Swatting at What Appear to be Cicadas

Thursday, May 22, 2008

More Trip Pics: I'll Stop After This - Maybe









This is the town of Erice (pronounced air-reese-A) located on the top of Mt.Erice. The town served largely as a defensive look-out post through out Sicily's history. Facing westward across the Mediterranean Sea, civilians in Erice were able to spot Greeks and other assholes looking to pillage approaching by ship. Today, the town though seemingly inhabited by ghosts, holds a healthy population of Mountain People who appear never to leave the great hill and rely almost solely upon the tourist industry (once again) for income. This town is HIGH! This is where you should go to get over your fear of heights. Watching this group of Italian teenagers look over the edge of the fort made my stomach rise into my throat and form a knot. There wasn't much in the way of railings, if you know what I mean. The whole time I was like, Where is their chaperon?? JESUS!

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Landing in Sicily : Where's Godzilla?





I kept expecting a huge lizard to rise out of the sea and grab the plane