Anyone who grew up in New York City is familiar with forties and malt liquor in general. Most of us were weened on the stuff in high school, sitting on stoops with our brown paper bags and hoping the person walking down the street didn’t live there. But you never see TV spots […]
Archive for July, 2004
My room is pretty sparse right now. Save for the bed, computer, and dirty clothes, the room is unadorned. And then it hit me, I need a mantle. I have a portrait of my ancestor Theobald Jelliffe, a Prussian Baron, that needs to go up, and it needs top billing. And what better way to […]
Well, not quite a year ago today New York had a tremendous blackout, throwing everything into disarray, and bringing people together one hot, dark, apartment at a time. This year, my two roommates and I decided to commemorate the occasion with our own blackout, limited entirely to the confines of our apartment. Granted this wasn’t […]
I’ve been working on the Choco the Hippo brand identity since last night, and I’ve realized something. Hippo’s are damn hard to anthropomorphize. First of all the have no necks, and walk on four feet. Second, the look like a cross between an elephant and a seal. Third, I have to accentuate the fact that […]
So my new phone has Bluetooth, a wireless technology that is being used in anything from a phone to a washing machine. Problem is, I dont have antyhing else that supports Bluetooth yet. Neither my computer nor my dishwasher can send messages to my phone yet. That’s where this thing comes in. It’s both a […]
This weekend I counted my change, which I store in a Carlo Rossi 4 liter wine jug. It’s only half full but so far contains a whopping $290 USD. It’s literally a nice chunk of change. A 30 pound chunk. I felt like Ebeneezer Scrooge, stacking coins to my heart’s content, as the living room […]
Litter gets on the tracks and catches fire and that causes train delays that make you late aside from making trains and stations untidy because a little litter goes a long way.
This is an exact replica of an incredibly poorly worded PSA from the MTA. This sentence runs on forever, throwing punctuation to the wayside, […]
