Saturday, February 28, 2009

new york on saturday

Cory had to work today, and I'm getting pretty tired of waiting for Saturday to roll around so we can do something fun and then not getting to do it because he has to work, so I went for a walk today by myself and these are some of the things I enjoyed in this very busy city. . .
Just a cool billboard on my way to the park. . . Central Park is really fun, and beautiful. This is the second time I've seen this gold dude, I had to be sneaky to get his picture because they charge you! Definitely worth the risk, if I had a job on the streets of New York I would choose being a human statue too, just so I could paint myself gold.

Just when I feel like I'm getting the hang of this photography business, or at least I've figured out our new camera, some guy on the street tried to tell me something about the lens, like he would know.. that's something about New Yorkers, they think they know everything and that you should not only listen but take their advice immediately. . I say mind your own business! I don't mind the advice as much as I mind the whole talking to strangers business, didn't they ever go to first grade?


This on the left is the Central Park Zoo, and yes, those are sheep, and a llama. They also have a very nice cow exhibit, and chickens.. oh boy, I always wanted to see chickens in real life!! Now all of my wildest dreams are fulfilled and I want nothing more. But seriously that is what they have in their zoo. . hee hee! I laughed out loud and I was by myself, could have been awkward but in New York you're not crazy if you talk to yourself.




ROAAAAARRR!!!

Anyway that was my walk in NY today!

Friday, February 20, 2009

FAILURE

I can't think of a reason why I decided to take a person's advice who I knew was quite possibly certifiably crazy.. but i did. the guy at the post office a few posts back? yeah, well I guess i thought it couldn't hurt to try out the rose water deal he told me about. i checked a few health and beauty stores and no one carried it, so since the roses cory got me for v-day were about to die i figured i would make my own. doesn't sound very challenging right? well the only 'recipe' i could find online called for a pressure cooker, a brick, and ice.. none of which i had. so i decided to use a pot, boil water and put the roses in it, and then fill the sink part way with cold water and set the pan in it after i was done cooking the petals, didn't sound like a bad idea. After the water started simmering i put the flowers in the pot. Thinking that soon there would be a beautiful aroma filling the apartment i put the lid on the pot and started filling the sink with cold water. Crunching on a celery stick with some peanut butter i started smelling this horrid smell of all smells. Buuuhhh, I almost threw up and my gag reflex is not very sensitive. I opened the lid to the pot and the water was brown and the petals of the roses were yellow brown.. sick! OH the SMELL! oh my heck, i thought i put roses in the pot, but it sure smelled like someone took a nasty dump in there. Operation rose water is now over!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Ferdinand

Remember the mouse that lives under my couch? I've been pretty paranoid about the stupid thing since I saw it last week, leaving stuff out to see if it eats it, keeping an eye out for mouse poo, anything that might solidify that it actually lives here and wasn't just dropping by for a visit. I didn't see it for a long time since the first time so I kinda started to give up on it when yesterday out of my subconscious mind I thought I saw a mouse in the corner of my eye, and it turned out to be nothing. Which made me start wondering if I had really seen a mouse to start with.. but I was pretty sure that I had. And then today it happened again. I was sitting here on the couch and the nasty little rat ran out from under the couch and the second I jumped it went right back under it. What could it possibly be surviving on under there and why does it have to live in MY apartment? I don't really like killing things, I feel kind of guilty when I kill bugs, but it must be done. After I finish my homework I am going to have to go buy a mouse trap and set it under the couch. The worst part about it is that I have started calling the mouse Ferdinand, which makes it hard to think about killing it. And then the fact that our apartment is so small that I will know the exact moment I've got him because I'll be able to hear the crack of the trap as it snaps his little neck. Why am I being such a girl about this? Ugh, it must be done.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

someone be my rude filter!

hey i know this girl who married someone who's last name is Horton, would it be rude to ask her if she hears a who? i don't talk to her very often and was only friends with her because i knew her sister.. sometimes i can't filter myself, but i really want to ask her. .. .!

bulldog puppies!


Cory and I have been discussing what kind of a dog we'll get when 'someday' finally rolls around and for now I think we've decided on a bulldog. They're so cute when they're puppies and so horrifyingly ugly when they're older that they're still cute! Now we have to think of a name for him, I think Darren is good, Cory likes Steve, like that commercial... we'll just have to see someday!

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

oh what to do?!

I recently discovered something about the apartment building that I live in. Emily will probably find this more disturbing than anyone else, well Mom might think its bad too. But remember the bamboo sticks that make noise at night from the asian sex torture someone is performing in my building? Well it came to my attention today that it is not hooker asians making the noise, it is little mice that live in the floor boards. Shocking, I know. There are so many of them that together they make creaking noises when they all run rampant in large groups pillaging the apartment building for food. I was minding my own business today watching 5 episodes of 30Rock in a row when a furry grey mouse that could have been cute but under the circumstances hideously horrid rodent ran out onto the rug from under the chair and a 1/2 that I was perched on. Shocked that this throne that I have spent the last 3 weeks lounging, and the hide-a-bed that my mom slept on for a week is the very same hiding place for this little rodent! Eewwwrrrrgggggrrrraaaaaahhh!! So what did I do? Well, I meant to scream but what came out sounded more like a groan-squeal-gasp-suck-in-air-close-my-eyes-I-can't-believe-
what-I-just-saw-take-a-deep-breath-get-a-grip-it's-only-a-mouse-you-
pansy-what's-the-super's-number-?-get-off-the-couch-get-off-the-couch -GET-OFF-THE-COUCH!-!-!-!...whimper.... and the little thing darted back to where it came from before I could get my body to respond to my thoughts. Then I had to make sure it hadn't chewed its way through my new shoes because murphy's law would agree that the only logical thing for the mouse to chew on would be my new shoes and nothing else. I was able to make a heroic effort to cross the floor to the closet and verify the safety of my shoes. But now I have to figure out how to kill it. Any suggestion? And how could I honestly not know that there are mice in here when I've been home by myself for 3 weeks now? I'm so disgusted!

New York crazies


The crazies that walk around could possibly beat smoking for my least favorite thing in NY, but they are much less prevalent than the smoke that pollutes the air I'm attempting to breathe. But seriously yesterday I had 1 near run in with a crazy guy, and a real run in with a slightly crazy guy. The first near run in was when I was on my way to the laundromat and the guy walking in front of me passed this old man and the old guy started shouting unintelligible craziness at the guy who to my knowledge did nothing to this man. The guy in front of me looked at the old guy, kinda paused a second and then kept walking as the old man continued to lecture him in a language only known to himself, I was a little nervous to pass him, but he calmed down and started walking along his way as if nothing happened by the time I reached him. Weird. Then later at the post office the guy in line behind me told me how beautiful the "asian faced" girl was behind the plexy glass, and how his GIRLFRIEND from Ugaslavanokia or somewhere is so gorgeous and perfect, and, oh she's his girlfriend by the way. Then he proceeded to ask me what I do for my pimples and that I need to use Rosewater and I can get it at this indian voodoo place just around the corner.. thanks man, I'll talk you up on that one. True story and all in the same day, and this is a really cool picture of the monument in Washington Square park!

my bum is on your lips. .. .


ok, so i wasn't going to put this picture on my blog because Cory thought it was. . disrespectful? well, its a replica of the statue of liberty's face, and yes, my bum is on her lips. Sometimes I just can't help it.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Bring me your poor, your tired, your huddled masses..


Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island day!! The statue of liberty is way huger than I thought it would be! It was really cool even though they don't let you go up to the crown anymore. Ellis island was a little depressing because aside from the main building all the old buildings were falling apart and had busted out windows and were totally neglected. I'm writing Bill Gates a letter and informing him of this tragic issue of our nations historical monuments neglect. We'll see how that goes.

too much fun


We spent the morning in the park, it was a lovely but cold day. Central Park is beautiful covered in snow! And we had so much fun at Wicked we went to another show, this one was an off Broadway show, but it was just as good! The Marvelous Wonderettes received two thumbs up from Gentry and Pace!

WICKED!


We saw Wicked, mom's first Broadway show! YAY! It is way fabulous! Afterwards we had a sandwich and there was instructions on the Heimlich remover in Chinese on the wall. Since neither of us speak Chinese its a good thing we didn't choke!

who you gonna call?..



GHOSTBUSTERS!! was filmed at the New York Public Library. . . well part of it, I was going to bring dental floss and tie it to a book and make it look like it was floating in a picture, but I forgot it AND to our disappointment, there aren't very many books in the library. . . so why is it called a library I would like to know? And a random side note, 10 of our 20 channels have Obama's address to the nation on them right now, five of the left over 10 are Chinese programs and 2 are Spanish channels leaving me with the option of 3 whole channels to choose from. I am not exaggerating, and I am now currently watching black and white fuzz on my screen.

confessions

We went into a bunch of Cathedral's while my mom was here. They were really cool inside, and HUGE! We went to St. Patrick's where famous peoples funerals are held. I've been in the same building JFK's dead body was in... pretty sweet.

the Late Show

We went to the David Letterman show on Monday! It was really exciting, but unfortunately Dave didn't invite my mom and I up for an interview or offer to bring us back stage to meet his guests or personally autograph anything for us. But we did see him in real life, and Steve Martin was one of his guests and a football star from the Super Bowl. It was fun, and we went around the corner and got pictures with the owner of Hello Deli, and surprisingly with the small amount of the Late show I actually watch, I knew why that was cool... sometimes on the show they play games in the Deli, and it's really small and really crappy, but its on TV and Dave made it famous.. and i think its pretty hilar.

I heart NY

My mom came to New York last week and we had so much FUN!! This is my mom in front of one of the many flower shops in downtown Manhattan. That is one of my favorite things about New York. New Yorkers LOVE flowers, every time I go outside I see at least one person carrying a bouquet of flowers. My mom and I decided its because they live in such a dreary, dirty and depressingly concrete place they need something to cheer up their apartments. I heart New York and its love of flowers!