For those of you who know me, and I mean REALLY know me.. know that for the first several years of my life I referred to myself as Wawa... some of you may be thinking... "no big deal, she had a speech impediment WHO didn't?" But for those of you with half a brain notice that "wawa" is also the best place on earth...
My point? I don't really have one.
But I ordered my business cards this week.... pretttttty pumped about it, I get to hand those bad-boys out to hot dudes at yuppy bars in center city (of course i will be driving or taking the train into center city.. I still live/work in my parents basement...)
I am still currently seeking an intern.. However I will not be paying you at all... except in compliments! BA DUM CHI! God. I'm hilarious.
But anywho- I GO TO BOSTON TOMORROW, ow ow! Visiting my cousin and two great friends and I couldn't be more excited about it! I promise updates on the Must-see places of the city as soon as I get back. Maybe I'll see a Tea Party member where the Tea Party went down... and I'll throw them into the harbor like those patriots did with the English tea. Gosh the Boston Tea Party (I'm talking about the historical event, not the political party..... duh) I distinctly remember learning about the Boston Tea party in grade school and thinking wow, these Americans are SERIOUSLY bad ass... think about it, they dressed up as native Americans, and threw massive amounts of tea into the Boston harbor... I think I even made a diorama depicting the event. What happened to us Americans being bad ass on such a scale? The current "tea party" just embarrasses the Boston Tea Party name... I say we get some tea and throw it into a fucking harbor! Thoughts?
Peace. Love. Sam Adams.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Some people will never grow up..
This past week reminds me a lot of the time I got into a car accident when I was 18. A day after I stayed up all night because of prom- I was on my way back from newtown square-while everyone else was blowing off senior project, I was taking real estate classes. I have what we like to call "catholic guilt" for some reason it is very difficult for me to do something half-ass and not feel extremely... unnecessarily guilty about it- so I was doing something with my time that could really benefit my future and not take advantage of the month off before graduation.
anywho- I was tired, cranky and most likely not paying too much attention when I rear-ended a BMW (metallic blue). Shaking, we both pull into the Wawa to exchange info and this main-line-mom in spandex starts gets out of her car, freaking out at me.. informing me that she not only was going to be late to her work out, but her lease was up in a week and this accident would ruin everything (did i mention i barely chipped her paint and my car was un-drivable). So, I did what any normal, hormonal, sleep-deprived teen would do, I cried and called my daddy...
So why is this relevant to my past week? This spandex wearing mom was my first realization (besides don't drive when youre too tired) that some women, no matter how much they go through, will forever be inherent bullies... no matter if you are a stay-at-home mom who dictates the PTA with an iron fist, or one with a full blown career who decides to threaten her ex-babysitter with a charge worth hundreds of dollars to replace the locks if they don't return their key by 5pm tonight (yes... THAT happened), once a bully, always a bully.. And those most susceptible to bullies? THOSE WITH CATHOLIC GUILT... it is ingrained in my blood for me to feel guilty for quitting a BABYSITTING JOB.. but now? NO MAS, PUTA (that's spanish for "no more, bitch"). What did I do this time? Did I cry and call dad?? NO DUDE, I stuck up for myself!
So folks, moral of the story? In the city (well,suburbs) of brotherly love- Be kind to your employees: respect and kindness can go a long way. Being a bully? Just causes teens to cry, keys to get "lost," aggressive e-mail to be sent, and bridges to be burned.
peace. love. philadelphia.
anywho- I was tired, cranky and most likely not paying too much attention when I rear-ended a BMW (metallic blue). Shaking, we both pull into the Wawa to exchange info and this main-line-mom in spandex starts gets out of her car, freaking out at me.. informing me that she not only was going to be late to her work out, but her lease was up in a week and this accident would ruin everything (did i mention i barely chipped her paint and my car was un-drivable). So, I did what any normal, hormonal, sleep-deprived teen would do, I cried and called my daddy...
So why is this relevant to my past week? This spandex wearing mom was my first realization (besides don't drive when youre too tired) that some women, no matter how much they go through, will forever be inherent bullies... no matter if you are a stay-at-home mom who dictates the PTA with an iron fist, or one with a full blown career who decides to threaten her ex-babysitter with a charge worth hundreds of dollars to replace the locks if they don't return their key by 5pm tonight (yes... THAT happened), once a bully, always a bully.. And those most susceptible to bullies? THOSE WITH CATHOLIC GUILT... it is ingrained in my blood for me to feel guilty for quitting a BABYSITTING JOB.. but now? NO MAS, PUTA (that's spanish for "no more, bitch"). What did I do this time? Did I cry and call dad?? NO DUDE, I stuck up for myself!
So folks, moral of the story? In the city (well,suburbs) of brotherly love- Be kind to your employees: respect and kindness can go a long way. Being a bully? Just causes teens to cry, keys to get "lost," aggressive e-mail to be sent, and bridges to be burned.
peace. love. philadelphia.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Happy New YEAR!
Okay, so it miiiiight not be new years, but I seriously feel revitalized. I am determined to get out of this slump I've been in and commit to blogging and getting my shit together.
I've had sort of a terrible week... well I shouldn't say terrible (caroline) I should say less than pleasant week. I have been having these terrible mood swings, no not menopause, I like to call it JOB-O-PAUSE, or maybe i should call it bi-joblar disorder.. that is probably more suiting.. as i manically apply to hundreds of jobs and then get super depressed that none respond. I've had these flashes of emotion thinking that I will simply NEVER get a job. I think I've sent my resume out ATLEAST 200 time ... I SWEAR that is not an overstatement. I even resorted back to babysitting.. and let me tell you.. its hell in a handbag. My first day on the job and i am walking their dog... i shouldn't even consider this BEAST to be a dog.. she's a 150 pound KING german shepard... come ON.. and get this... it shits ALL over itself the first day!! In a panic I find a hose... a spray the beast down... lets just say i doubt i got all of it.. its stepping in the poop and tracking it all around, and I just spray the leg off and call it a day-because i am NOT getting paid enough to touch poop...
So after feeling sorry for myself all week (cough all fall, cough), I attended a benefit where my best friend, caroline, spoke. She was super nervous but she conquered her fears and spoke (got a standing ovation) and was all-in-all really successful. It inspired me.
I think back to May, when I was so hopeful about gaining some experience in fundraising or non-profits in hopes to start my own one day... and well folks today I took the first steps!
I applied for non-profit status for "Sustainable Urban Development, Inc." YOU are now reading the BLOG of the PRESIDENT. how. fucking. bad ass.
So now, newly inspired by what I am calling "my new year," I will continue down this path towards sustainable, low to moderate income communities while making you laugh.
Don't lie. i know you're looking forward to it.
*L-dog OUT*
I've had sort of a terrible week... well I shouldn't say terrible (caroline) I should say less than pleasant week. I have been having these terrible mood swings, no not menopause, I like to call it JOB-O-PAUSE, or maybe i should call it bi-joblar disorder.. that is probably more suiting.. as i manically apply to hundreds of jobs and then get super depressed that none respond. I've had these flashes of emotion thinking that I will simply NEVER get a job. I think I've sent my resume out ATLEAST 200 time ... I SWEAR that is not an overstatement. I even resorted back to babysitting.. and let me tell you.. its hell in a handbag. My first day on the job and i am walking their dog... i shouldn't even consider this BEAST to be a dog.. she's a 150 pound KING german shepard... come ON.. and get this... it shits ALL over itself the first day!! In a panic I find a hose... a spray the beast down... lets just say i doubt i got all of it.. its stepping in the poop and tracking it all around, and I just spray the leg off and call it a day-because i am NOT getting paid enough to touch poop...
So after feeling sorry for myself all week (cough all fall, cough), I attended a benefit where my best friend, caroline, spoke. She was super nervous but she conquered her fears and spoke (got a standing ovation) and was all-in-all really successful. It inspired me.
I think back to May, when I was so hopeful about gaining some experience in fundraising or non-profits in hopes to start my own one day... and well folks today I took the first steps!
I applied for non-profit status for "Sustainable Urban Development, Inc." YOU are now reading the BLOG of the PRESIDENT. how. fucking. bad ass.
So now, newly inspired by what I am calling "my new year," I will continue down this path towards sustainable, low to moderate income communities while making you laugh.
Don't lie. i know you're looking forward to it.
*L-dog OUT*
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Why I could never be a house-wife
OKAY OKAY i'll acknowledge the elephant in the room.. its been... a long time. AGAIN. SORRY MOVING ON!!!
So just got back from Europe a couple weeks ago and I agreed to house sit for my cousin and his wife to look after their two dogs. Which is great, for 2 weeks I get to pretend that I don't live in my parents basement...
So as great as lounging around their house has been, it has made me exponentially aware that I need a career. It's sort of lit a fire under my butt about finding a job. (not that I haven't been looking... but now it's more urgent)
As I hypothetically pour a glass of wine, and pet Yoshi.. yes thats the dogs name, and he's fantastic.. I realize that I would go absolutely bat-shit if i had to stay home, not work, especially if I didn't have children...
On a lighter note, i've had a couple interviews with a company I want to work with-- fingers crossed!!
BACK TO NOTHING EVER HAPPENING IN PHILADELPHIA-
If you ever are anxious to get out of the city and head deep into the suburbs of Philadelphia, try out Downingtown, PA.
I've been out here for almost two weeks-- and the highlight of it was the Wegman's.. WEGMANS PEOPLE.. have you EVER BEEN to a WEGMANS?!?! ITS UNREAL! its the most glorious grocery store i've ever seen... aisles of baked goods, and tons of options, and these rice cakes they make by hand right there!! THEY POP! ITS RAD.
There is also a movie theatre and i believe there is a Cracker Barrel
No but really- Have you ever heard of Victory, the micro brewery? well.. GUESS WHERE ITS LOCATED?! THATS RIGHT DOWNINGTOWN... its really great food, an interesting atmosphere with high ceilings and tons of options, a must-see of Downingtown.
WELP IM OUT MUCHO AMOR!
So just got back from Europe a couple weeks ago and I agreed to house sit for my cousin and his wife to look after their two dogs. Which is great, for 2 weeks I get to pretend that I don't live in my parents basement...
So as great as lounging around their house has been, it has made me exponentially aware that I need a career. It's sort of lit a fire under my butt about finding a job. (not that I haven't been looking... but now it's more urgent)
As I hypothetically pour a glass of wine, and pet Yoshi.. yes thats the dogs name, and he's fantastic.. I realize that I would go absolutely bat-shit if i had to stay home, not work, especially if I didn't have children...
On a lighter note, i've had a couple interviews with a company I want to work with-- fingers crossed!!
BACK TO NOTHING EVER HAPPENING IN PHILADELPHIA-
If you ever are anxious to get out of the city and head deep into the suburbs of Philadelphia, try out Downingtown, PA.
I've been out here for almost two weeks-- and the highlight of it was the Wegman's.. WEGMANS PEOPLE.. have you EVER BEEN to a WEGMANS?!?! ITS UNREAL! its the most glorious grocery store i've ever seen... aisles of baked goods, and tons of options, and these rice cakes they make by hand right there!! THEY POP! ITS RAD.
There is also a movie theatre and i believe there is a Cracker Barrel
No but really- Have you ever heard of Victory, the micro brewery? well.. GUESS WHERE ITS LOCATED?! THATS RIGHT DOWNINGTOWN... its really great food, an interesting atmosphere with high ceilings and tons of options, a must-see of Downingtown.
WELP IM OUT MUCHO AMOR!
Monday, July 12, 2010
welp didn't take the job
Didn't take the job, long story, but its good timing for me to be unemployed... and after this week, my unemployment will be official.
So Fourth of July came and went, we had an awesome weekend of boozing, boating, and being morons. Jim's fireworks display had the entire beach clapping before he disappeared into the night so the fuzz wouldn't find him..
On the saturday night before the fourth, we all went to the Springfield in Sea Isle. I RECOMMEND THIS BAR.. only because there are about 3 bars in the surrounding area of ocean city, and this one... which is a dive, is the least dive-y-est of them all... if that makes sense. The Live band that played mixed each song right into one another to keep the party going... they even wore blonde wigs when they covered Lady Ga Ga.... who needs to pay 200 dollars for a ticket to her show, when you can see her music covered in a sweaty bar in sea isle for 5 dollars...
Sunday was spent tubing, hands down, the best day of summer so far. Drinking PBRs with Pat, my cousins, Kat and some germans, we let our skin burn and swam in the bay... while being attacked relentlessly by green heads.
As for the past week, I've been doing the single mom thing, making masks out of play-doh, ironing beads together in the shape of snow flakes and beach umbrellas, going to the pool and more importantly taking a night to the beach.
Yeah, so last week i took the girls to beach, where I proceeded to fall asleep for 2 hours on the beach while they played... sooooo responsible.
We went on some rides on the boardwalk... one being Double shot... its that ride where you sit in a harness, they lift you up a couple stories in the sky and drop you. I LOVE THIS RIDE.. I CANT EVEN TELL YOU.. but of course i nervously laugh and scream the ENTIRE time I'm on it. Olivia and I were on the boardwalk sign and the ENTIRE BOARDWALK stopped and stared at me, probably thinking I was like lit on fire or something with how loud i was.
This weekend, I went back to the shore ... duhh... I waited for my mom to get off of work on friday so i could drive with her down in my new car! The entire time though i think i made her nervous as i saw her bracing and reaching for the clutch everytime i went around a turn.... When i finally got down atoud 11:30 i got dressed quickly and olivia, amy, kelsey, mike, mark, and kevin went to Atlantic City for the night to do some gambling, and I DDed. I lost 15 bucks in a penny slot.... whatever, haha and decided to play black jack for the first time, $15 minimum. I threw a Benny on the table and set up my first hand... Dealer hit 21... off the bat.. okayyy i thought i'll try again... So i put another $15 down, and AGAIN the dealer fucking hits a queen and an ACE... WHAT THE HELL ... i think that was an omen.. So i cashed in the rest of my chips and we hit up the bar in the middle of Harrahs, which i actually really like. After being carded literally 5 times at the bar.. even though i was only drinking water all night, we decided to try to go to the Pool Bar for an hour or so... While making our way there... it was no shit puke-fest 2010. WE must have seen 3 different girls throwing up, and throw up all ove hte floor on the way there... it was a turn off to the bar, so we decided to just head home... with 45 dollars less than i came.. but atleast a good time.
unfortunately, it rained all of saturday, but it wa okay, i was feeling pretty lazy anyways. My parents and I went out to the Inlet for dinner, i had Sangria in hopes that Spain would win the world cup (and they did!! felicidades, espana!) and just had a mellow night on my porch with Mike, Mark, Tim, Jake, adam and of course olivia, just drinking a few beers... icing jake.. and just hanging out, and going to bed early.
Sunday was amazing, Josh picked me up and we went surfing for a few hours... IM SO SORE.. Im definitely not used to it, but it was soo fun, caught several nice waves, but the undertow was sooo strong, i had to call it quits by 3.
anyways, if you've never tried surfing, you definitely should. Its one of the most incredible feelings ever.
well im off to entertain the kids--> TIGER BEATS TONIGHT, if anyone is interested!!
much love, Have a great week
xoxo, gossip girl
So Fourth of July came and went, we had an awesome weekend of boozing, boating, and being morons. Jim's fireworks display had the entire beach clapping before he disappeared into the night so the fuzz wouldn't find him..
On the saturday night before the fourth, we all went to the Springfield in Sea Isle. I RECOMMEND THIS BAR.. only because there are about 3 bars in the surrounding area of ocean city, and this one... which is a dive, is the least dive-y-est of them all... if that makes sense. The Live band that played mixed each song right into one another to keep the party going... they even wore blonde wigs when they covered Lady Ga Ga.... who needs to pay 200 dollars for a ticket to her show, when you can see her music covered in a sweaty bar in sea isle for 5 dollars...
Sunday was spent tubing, hands down, the best day of summer so far. Drinking PBRs with Pat, my cousins, Kat and some germans, we let our skin burn and swam in the bay... while being attacked relentlessly by green heads.
As for the past week, I've been doing the single mom thing, making masks out of play-doh, ironing beads together in the shape of snow flakes and beach umbrellas, going to the pool and more importantly taking a night to the beach.
Yeah, so last week i took the girls to beach, where I proceeded to fall asleep for 2 hours on the beach while they played... sooooo responsible.
We went on some rides on the boardwalk... one being Double shot... its that ride where you sit in a harness, they lift you up a couple stories in the sky and drop you. I LOVE THIS RIDE.. I CANT EVEN TELL YOU.. but of course i nervously laugh and scream the ENTIRE time I'm on it. Olivia and I were on the boardwalk sign and the ENTIRE BOARDWALK stopped and stared at me, probably thinking I was like lit on fire or something with how loud i was.
This weekend, I went back to the shore ... duhh... I waited for my mom to get off of work on friday so i could drive with her down in my new car! The entire time though i think i made her nervous as i saw her bracing and reaching for the clutch everytime i went around a turn.... When i finally got down atoud 11:30 i got dressed quickly and olivia, amy, kelsey, mike, mark, and kevin went to Atlantic City for the night to do some gambling, and I DDed. I lost 15 bucks in a penny slot.... whatever, haha and decided to play black jack for the first time, $15 minimum. I threw a Benny on the table and set up my first hand... Dealer hit 21... off the bat.. okayyy i thought i'll try again... So i put another $15 down, and AGAIN the dealer fucking hits a queen and an ACE... WHAT THE HELL ... i think that was an omen.. So i cashed in the rest of my chips and we hit up the bar in the middle of Harrahs, which i actually really like. After being carded literally 5 times at the bar.. even though i was only drinking water all night, we decided to try to go to the Pool Bar for an hour or so... While making our way there... it was no shit puke-fest 2010. WE must have seen 3 different girls throwing up, and throw up all ove hte floor on the way there... it was a turn off to the bar, so we decided to just head home... with 45 dollars less than i came.. but atleast a good time.
unfortunately, it rained all of saturday, but it wa okay, i was feeling pretty lazy anyways. My parents and I went out to the Inlet for dinner, i had Sangria in hopes that Spain would win the world cup (and they did!! felicidades, espana!) and just had a mellow night on my porch with Mike, Mark, Tim, Jake, adam and of course olivia, just drinking a few beers... icing jake.. and just hanging out, and going to bed early.
Sunday was amazing, Josh picked me up and we went surfing for a few hours... IM SO SORE.. Im definitely not used to it, but it was soo fun, caught several nice waves, but the undertow was sooo strong, i had to call it quits by 3.
anyways, if you've never tried surfing, you definitely should. Its one of the most incredible feelings ever.
well im off to entertain the kids--> TIGER BEATS TONIGHT, if anyone is interested!!
much love, Have a great week
xoxo, gossip girl
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
NEW JOB: BRINGING NERDS TO EMPLOYMENT
THATS RIGHT- I got a job... look at me, new car, new job, now I just need to move out of my parents basement...
no literally... i'm living in their basement. This morning i made myself breakfast and watched an episode of full house before i had to come in to babysit... thats what we like to call REGRESSION... I am reverting, slowly, back to my childhood...... full house was even being played on a station called TEEN NICK... (equivilant to our generations "SNICK") I've also been going to bed around 10pm... seriously, its like someone pushed me into a time machine and I've reverted back to my awkward teen years... living vicariously through DJ and Steve's love life.
anyways... this new job... which i will from here on refer to as bringing nerds to employment... is as a head hunter. Basically, I talk to IT doods and find out what they want, see if their not happy at their jobs and try to get them something that makes them happier or that pays more.. and then i steal a percentage of their income.. BOO YAH. haha
Sooo... speaking of being a child. Today I am taking the girls i babysit to see ECLIPSE... oh Edward sooo dreammyyy
(i've totally bought into the twilight stuff.... in fact I haven't even read the last book because i just dont want it to ever be over...! GUILTY)
well Everyone, happy hump day!
I cannnnoottt wait for this weekend in Ocean City, Seriously all of my favorite people are going to be there :D
I dont have any final line about something fun and exciting to do in the city this week... but thats okay because you should all be seeing Eclipse anyways... everyday... all day...
one-love
no literally... i'm living in their basement. This morning i made myself breakfast and watched an episode of full house before i had to come in to babysit... thats what we like to call REGRESSION... I am reverting, slowly, back to my childhood...... full house was even being played on a station called TEEN NICK... (equivilant to our generations "SNICK") I've also been going to bed around 10pm... seriously, its like someone pushed me into a time machine and I've reverted back to my awkward teen years... living vicariously through DJ and Steve's love life.
anyways... this new job... which i will from here on refer to as bringing nerds to employment... is as a head hunter. Basically, I talk to IT doods and find out what they want, see if their not happy at their jobs and try to get them something that makes them happier or that pays more.. and then i steal a percentage of their income.. BOO YAH. haha
Sooo... speaking of being a child. Today I am taking the girls i babysit to see ECLIPSE... oh Edward sooo dreammyyy
(i've totally bought into the twilight stuff.... in fact I haven't even read the last book because i just dont want it to ever be over...! GUILTY)
well Everyone, happy hump day!
I cannnnoottt wait for this weekend in Ocean City, Seriously all of my favorite people are going to be there :D
I dont have any final line about something fun and exciting to do in the city this week... but thats okay because you should all be seeing Eclipse anyways... everyday... all day...
one-love
Friday, June 25, 2010
THIS JUST IN: if you're still in work and trying to kill the last 25 minutes until the weekend-- THEN THIS BLOG IS FOR YOU
So once again, because nothing ever happens in this lame ass city, I ventured to New York City last weekend to visit my friend steph with liz.
If you ever go to the BIG CITY and are cravin' some mexicana (comida not chica- get your head outta your ass) then you HAVE GOT TO TRY THIS PLACE IN MID TOWN. "BLOCK HEADS"-- Not only was the food unreal ( and for a reasonable price.. i mean relatively speaking, we were in NY) but they have these BANGA-LICIOUS Margaritas, they don't fuck around. It has a great bite of tequila, which you can also upgrade for a low cost- I personally like to taste the tequila in my marg.... because if not, i'll end up with a massive sugar-induced head ache/ stomach ache... HELLOOO i'm ordering a margarita not a smirnof ice... ahhhduhh. But I also tried this really great margarita... it was frozen and had a carona pouring slowly into it... LIKE MAGIC. they wedged the lime in the carona at the most perfect angle to get the taste of beer and margarita... you might think this sounds gross but in fact it was fan-fucking-tastic.
Anyways, after dinner, we walked the streets towards the subway... some carrying a tune while i was carrying a food baby in my belly... seriously ate so fucking much, hopped onto the subway towards queens. thanks to the trusty- iphone (no mac does not sponsor this blog) we found the biergarten (thats german for beer garden... i think) in Astoria where we road that buzzing wave and downed pitchers ($15) of delicious hefeweizen, hoegaardens, and much .... much more. When we started to get a little bored (frustrated that boys weren't talking to us) We decided to make our own fun... and meet some people while we did it...
...claiming we were reporters for the main line times, we asked how people found out about the beer garden and why they came, and if they knew any other little "gems" in queens... thats right, and people bought it.
holding back laughter and somehow managing to keep a straight face we were charming while being convincing.... We asked for a "picture and a quote" from about 5 different groups of guys... here are the best ones we got.
**quick note, so liz was taking notes on her black berry and e-mailing me the quotes... this is a copy of one of the emails she sent me**
"Little secret of astoria" - nick--> They have cars. "Its not bad. My bro lives in astoria. Its not too bad. U have to pay during peak hours. But afterr that hmm" He's a cutie laura. Ill say it. "Weekends are free. Honestly this is my first time here. I meet a lot of ppl. Always got a friend in philly."
Some more quotes:
"Haven't inspected it much. " "Intamate. Can talk and chill. Outside and nice." "Everyine part of a bar. Not limited. More spread out. Like eurpoe "
"I've bever been to eupore but it feels eurpoean. The beer garden is it" -andrew and jonathon
"Drink cranberry and vodka when you come here. Pregame. If you're old get a beer" jonahathon (hahaha)
"Its a real change. Its fresh. From boring NYC bars. Casual atmosphere."- joe from brooklyn
Here's when the quotes start getting a little more aggressive... i think people were sort of getting drunk and starting to really believe we were legit.... this one guy was REALLY not into the fact that i kept saying "well Daddy got me the job at the Paper.. and he flew us out of philly to new york for this weekend... yep all on his dime..."
"Now you've justivied your newspaper as something that sucks... "
"The original RAYS is in coney island. Suppsodily original rays in jerzeeeeee citayyyy" --- that argument went on for a while... i have no idea what the fuck rays is...
Quoting a line in liz's email...
"The fightins. Shout out. Mheach 1. This homebou had been cited. Has noot been cited but 4 stories stolen from his blog*** . Laura u told me to star this."
I have no idea why i wanted that starred...
So thats when we pretty much stopped, at one point we tried to tell people we were just making the whole thing up but i guess we must have done a really good job because they didn't believe us!
I will be emailing the people who quoted us... i hope you're not too dissapointed when you realize its just my blog!!--> BUT SUBSCRIBE, COMMENT, YELL I DONT CARE JUST FOLLOW ME haha and tell your friends
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so enough about new york, lets talk about philly. Wednesday I headed into the city again for Center City sips... If you're trying to sweat your ass off and rub elbows with Philadelphia's finest yuppies (suburbia's graduates really making it big... gag me...) then Ladder 15 is the place for you!!! It's a two story high school reunion of 20-somethings- pushing and shoving to get as many 2 dollar blue moons as possible in 2 hours.... so after about 2 beers.. we peaced.
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which is what I am going to do now.
feel free to join me at Mad River tonight in Old City from 8-10, $5 cover, for dollar drinks and dollar beers... however i drink fo' free... and you probably can too... you're basically guaranteed a free 2 hours of drinking on some friday night if you fill out a card for it.
check ya self befo' you wreck yo'self.
For the record, i didn't re-read this blog, so forgive me of type-os and errors and just plain lame-ness this week
If you ever go to the BIG CITY and are cravin' some mexicana (comida not chica- get your head outta your ass) then you HAVE GOT TO TRY THIS PLACE IN MID TOWN. "BLOCK HEADS"-- Not only was the food unreal ( and for a reasonable price.. i mean relatively speaking, we were in NY) but they have these BANGA-LICIOUS Margaritas, they don't fuck around. It has a great bite of tequila, which you can also upgrade for a low cost- I personally like to taste the tequila in my marg.... because if not, i'll end up with a massive sugar-induced head ache/ stomach ache... HELLOOO i'm ordering a margarita not a smirnof ice... ahhhduhh. But I also tried this really great margarita... it was frozen and had a carona pouring slowly into it... LIKE MAGIC. they wedged the lime in the carona at the most perfect angle to get the taste of beer and margarita... you might think this sounds gross but in fact it was fan-fucking-tastic.
Anyways, after dinner, we walked the streets towards the subway... some carrying a tune while i was carrying a food baby in my belly... seriously ate so fucking much, hopped onto the subway towards queens. thanks to the trusty- iphone (no mac does not sponsor this blog) we found the biergarten (thats german for beer garden... i think) in Astoria where we road that buzzing wave and downed pitchers ($15) of delicious hefeweizen, hoegaardens, and much .... much more. When we started to get a little bored (frustrated that boys weren't talking to us) We decided to make our own fun... and meet some people while we did it...
...claiming we were reporters for the main line times, we asked how people found out about the beer garden and why they came, and if they knew any other little "gems" in queens... thats right, and people bought it.
holding back laughter and somehow managing to keep a straight face we were charming while being convincing.... We asked for a "picture and a quote" from about 5 different groups of guys... here are the best ones we got.
**quick note, so liz was taking notes on her black berry and e-mailing me the quotes... this is a copy of one of the emails she sent me**
"Little secret of astoria" - nick--> They have cars. "Its not bad. My bro lives in astoria. Its not too bad. U have to pay during peak hours. But afterr that hmm" He's a cutie laura. Ill say it. "Weekends are free. Honestly this is my first time here. I meet a lot of ppl. Always got a friend in philly."
Some more quotes:
"Haven't inspected it much. " "Intamate. Can talk and chill. Outside and nice." "Everyine part of a bar. Not limited. More spread out. Like eurpoe "
"I've bever been to eupore but it feels eurpoean. The beer garden is it" -andrew and jonathon
"Drink cranberry and vodka when you come here. Pregame. If you're old get a beer" jonahathon (hahaha)
"Its a real change. Its fresh. From boring NYC bars. Casual atmosphere."- joe from brooklyn
Here's when the quotes start getting a little more aggressive... i think people were sort of getting drunk and starting to really believe we were legit.... this one guy was REALLY not into the fact that i kept saying "well Daddy got me the job at the Paper.. and he flew us out of philly to new york for this weekend... yep all on his dime..."
"Now you've justivied your newspaper as something that sucks... "
"The original RAYS is in coney island. Suppsodily original rays in jerzeeeeee citayyyy" --- that argument went on for a while... i have no idea what the fuck rays is...
Quoting a line in liz's email...
"The fightins. Shout out. Mheach 1. This homebou had been cited. Has noot been cited but 4 stories stolen from his blog*** . Laura u told me to star this."
I have no idea why i wanted that starred...
So thats when we pretty much stopped, at one point we tried to tell people we were just making the whole thing up but i guess we must have done a really good job because they didn't believe us!
I will be emailing the people who quoted us... i hope you're not too dissapointed when you realize its just my blog!!--> BUT SUBSCRIBE, COMMENT, YELL I DONT CARE JUST FOLLOW ME haha and tell your friends
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so enough about new york, lets talk about philly. Wednesday I headed into the city again for Center City sips... If you're trying to sweat your ass off and rub elbows with Philadelphia's finest yuppies (suburbia's graduates really making it big... gag me...) then Ladder 15 is the place for you!!! It's a two story high school reunion of 20-somethings- pushing and shoving to get as many 2 dollar blue moons as possible in 2 hours.... so after about 2 beers.. we peaced.
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which is what I am going to do now.
feel free to join me at Mad River tonight in Old City from 8-10, $5 cover, for dollar drinks and dollar beers... however i drink fo' free... and you probably can too... you're basically guaranteed a free 2 hours of drinking on some friday night if you fill out a card for it.
check ya self befo' you wreck yo'self.
For the record, i didn't re-read this blog, so forgive me of type-os and errors and just plain lame-ness this week
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