...that no one in France has a sense of humor.
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A giant frozen yogurt changes nothing!
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Damn sentiment.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
The Half McCain.
So this past week, I've been to Paris. And I've been to the dentist to get my remaining wisdom teeth sucked out of my jaw. More on both (probably more on Paris) when I have fully recovered.
In the meantime, here is a photo of me in Paris, doing what I do, eating. The very fine Parisian Laura took this photo- I will be "borrowing" her superior photos often. I should just borrow her entire superior life.
Picture the above photo with a nice swollen cheek, like I've been packing in walnuts all winter and running in a primary. Half McCain is my new rap name.
BLT
In the meantime, here is a photo of me in Paris, doing what I do, eating. The very fine Parisian Laura took this photo- I will be "borrowing" her superior photos often. I should just borrow her entire superior life.
Picture the above photo with a nice swollen cheek, like I've been packing in walnuts all winter and running in a primary. Half McCain is my new rap name.
BLT
Monday, March 17, 2008
City by the Sea.
A few weekends ago, I decided to drag Aabir to Coney Island. I like the beach when it's cold- it's quiet and the grays of the sky and sea match my preferred wardrobe palate. Behold- the glorious, doomed Coney Island boardwalk.
It's a beautiful dump, isn't it? But it is a dump. And sensible people stay away in the winter. Behold- a video of the sun shining on my nose. The beginning cuts off but I don't think it loses any of the vital narrative.
Another video- this time of a kid running around some birds. Fascinating I know. It's a shame the beginning of this one did not cut off, as I can be heard saying "run kid."
The boardwalk connects the Coney Island subway stop with Brighton Beach, Russia's answer to Chinatown. The streets are filled with natives speaking their language, buying their food. The Starbucks has an English to Russian drink guide posted. I really enjoy Brighton Beach but what I cannot understand is, with the miles of beautiful shoreline, the community is built under the subway tracks. Case in point:
You know those "I'd rather be naked than wear fur" ads? Now you don't have to chose!
It's a beautiful dump, isn't it? But it is a dump. And sensible people stay away in the winter. Behold- a video of the sun shining on my nose. The beginning cuts off but I don't think it loses any of the vital narrative.
Another video- this time of a kid running around some birds. Fascinating I know. It's a shame the beginning of this one did not cut off, as I can be heard saying "run kid."
The boardwalk connects the Coney Island subway stop with Brighton Beach, Russia's answer to Chinatown. The streets are filled with natives speaking their language, buying their food. The Starbucks has an English to Russian drink guide posted. I really enjoy Brighton Beach but what I cannot understand is, with the miles of beautiful shoreline, the community is built under the subway tracks. Case in point:
You know those "I'd rather be naked than wear fur" ads? Now you don't have to chose!
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