So I was just walking around the building to go do my satellite feed when I came around a corner and bumped into Kevin Nealon!!! Of course I couldn't remember his name to save the life of me, but I knew he was from SNL and tons of other things. So anyways, he asked me how to get to the 17th floor from where he was (trust me, this building is so confusing)- so I responded only after I realized I was standing there, probably with my mouth open, not saying a word since the moment I saw him. Anyways, he smiled and said thanks and the nice lady he was with also said thanks. Man he is super tall.
Then on my way back Dan Barbosa held the door open for me. Ok, so he's not famous, but it was funny to see him in person. For those of you who don't know, he is a producer of the TODAY show and they did a little stint on him trying to get a date with Tara Reid. Snippet here He is actually much better looking in real life. I wonder how often that is the case....
Also- I was really happy to find out that like 600+ interns applied this semester and they only took like 150 of them. I knew it was competitive, but I didn't know it was THAT competitive- yay me!
Ok that's it, just had to share!
Friday, March 18, 2005
Thursday, March 17, 2005
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
So I am noticing a trend, and it goes something like this:
Laura spots cute guy, Laura talks to cute guy, Laura realizes she is about 4 years older than cute guy. For some reason, lately all of the guys I am attracted to are 22 years old. How am I magically too old for some guys now?
Well in celebration of my singledom, I am declaring this summer, in Seinfeld style, the summer of Laura. Fun will be had, boys will be kissed, and by god there will be dancing in cute outfits. After this hellish semester I am ready to let it all hang out and really enjoy my first NYC summer. Here's to hoping. No, screw that, its happening. F hope.
Today was a gorgeous St. Patrick's Day. I headed out to the parade for a little bit in between work and I must say that my favorite part, aside from the bagpipers, was all the little old Irish men walking around so happily. They are just adorable.
Here's some pics:
Tomorrow is my last day in NYC before I go to FL for spring break. I can't wait and I'm hoping I will bring a little warm weather back with me because I am sick of seeing all the cute clothes that all the stores are putting out because its too cold to wear them! Stupid stores.
At the end of my block there use to be an internet cafe that had the best smoothies. Sure, they were like $6 a pop, but they were worth it. Well, that closed down about two weeks ago only to be unveiled this week as "Papaya Dog". That's right, in the exact same fashion as Papaya King and Gray's Papaya, there is yet another hot dog joint. The bad news is, its just as good. Well, as good as you can get for a 95cent hotdog. Just what I need 25 feet from my door, cheap temptation.
Alrighty, back to packing. When I return, I'm hoping to feel rejuvenated and well, not be so damn white. Adios!
Laura spots cute guy, Laura talks to cute guy, Laura realizes she is about 4 years older than cute guy. For some reason, lately all of the guys I am attracted to are 22 years old. How am I magically too old for some guys now?
Well in celebration of my singledom, I am declaring this summer, in Seinfeld style, the summer of Laura. Fun will be had, boys will be kissed, and by god there will be dancing in cute outfits. After this hellish semester I am ready to let it all hang out and really enjoy my first NYC summer. Here's to hoping. No, screw that, its happening. F hope.
Today was a gorgeous St. Patrick's Day. I headed out to the parade for a little bit in between work and I must say that my favorite part, aside from the bagpipers, was all the little old Irish men walking around so happily. They are just adorable.
Here's some pics:
Tomorrow is my last day in NYC before I go to FL for spring break. I can't wait and I'm hoping I will bring a little warm weather back with me because I am sick of seeing all the cute clothes that all the stores are putting out because its too cold to wear them! Stupid stores.
At the end of my block there use to be an internet cafe that had the best smoothies. Sure, they were like $6 a pop, but they were worth it. Well, that closed down about two weeks ago only to be unveiled this week as "Papaya Dog". That's right, in the exact same fashion as Papaya King and Gray's Papaya, there is yet another hot dog joint. The bad news is, its just as good. Well, as good as you can get for a 95cent hotdog. Just what I need 25 feet from my door, cheap temptation.
Alrighty, back to packing. When I return, I'm hoping to feel rejuvenated and well, not be so damn white. Adios!
Friday, March 11, 2005
8 days until Florida
Spring, Summer, I just want whatever season will allow me to get the hell out of these damn pants and boots. I am ready for sundresses and mini skirts, tan skin--and believe it or not- exercise! I swear it is impossible to try and look cute when you have a billion layers on. And going out- forget it. I attempted to still wear cute tops but I would freeze my ass off. Now the cutest thing I can muster up to wear "out" is maybe a sweater with a low neckline...OooOOoohh. Lame. Well not tonight, I'm wearing my sexy top and I don't give a shit.
I leave you with your weekend lesson...
Reasons why less clothing is good:
And a reason why less clothing can be bad:
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Have a good one!
I leave you with your weekend lesson...
Reasons why less clothing is good:
And a reason why less clothing can be bad:
.Have a good one!
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Busted
For those of you who recall, I wrote a post in the past month about an internet company called "Indiigo 2 Emporium Store" who has been playing games with me since last July via email. Long story short, I bought their product, paid for their product, they never sent me the product. If you want to know the whole story, scroll down to the post.
Since the post, I have been contacted by a couple of people who came across my blog while doing a search for this company- it turns out it is the first hit when you google the store name. These people had also been defrauded. Anyways, yesterday I get a call from a Detective in the internet fraud division of the Scottsdale, AZ police department. They received my IFCC filing as well as some 30+ others filed just last year. There were even a couple filed just in the past couple of weeks. Anyways, he told me that they have been investigating this company due to the large amount of filings and were looking for my cooperation in submitting information. Apparently this company ceased to exist with the state as of 2002- nice. Man I can't tell you how thrilled I am that these bastards are getting caught. I only wish I could see the looks on their faces when the police come knocking on their door. Yay, I'm a whistleblower!
Since the post, I have been contacted by a couple of people who came across my blog while doing a search for this company- it turns out it is the first hit when you google the store name. These people had also been defrauded. Anyways, yesterday I get a call from a Detective in the internet fraud division of the Scottsdale, AZ police department. They received my IFCC filing as well as some 30+ others filed just last year. There were even a couple filed just in the past couple of weeks. Anyways, he told me that they have been investigating this company due to the large amount of filings and were looking for my cooperation in submitting information. Apparently this company ceased to exist with the state as of 2002- nice. Man I can't tell you how thrilled I am that these bastards are getting caught. I only wish I could see the looks on their faces when the police come knocking on their door. Yay, I'm a whistleblower!
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In other news, when the hell is the freaking cold going to go away? We had such a tease a few days ago when it was 60. Everyone was all happy, the restaurant brought their little tables back out, and then the next day we had a snow storm. Lovely. I am now back to freezing in my apartment (of course on the 60 degree day my heat was working like crazy- but now, not so much). If you could only see what I am wearing now, I am the most mismatched son of a gun there is- but I'm warm and that's all that matters.
Speaking of warm, I bought my plane ticket home to FL today. Ten days of glorious weather, I can't wait. It will be nice to get a little color back on this skin. Seeing my veins through virtually every part of my body isn't as neato as one might think.
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Ok, this isn't an NBC plug, except that it kind of is. Has anyone seen the new show "The Contender"? Holy shit it is good. I have been waiting for the premiere forever because the promos were so good (yep, they come from the creative folks in my department). I was really afraid that the show would not live up to the advertisements, but it definitely did. I was so emotionally invested just during the first show, I'm sure I will be hooked for the whole season. If you haven't seen it yet, check it out.
Sunday, March 06, 2005
A Taste of Home
When I first moved to New York, I was thrilled to see that my new apartment was sharing an address with the "Home Restaurant". Judging by it's country style sign that hangs over the doorway, fresh platter of cookies in the entryway, and a welcoming and warm interior- I was sure that this place would be frequented by my roommate and I as I imagined warm biscuits and hearty breakfasts.
A few months after moving in, my friends and I finally made it to brunch at Home Restaurant. The food was very good, but not at all what we were expecting. It was more of a stylized menu that focused both and on taste and presentation- which of course is great, but again, not "home".
Fast forward to the present.
Although we haven't been actively looking for such a restaurant, we continually would mention how we could really use a good southern type meal. While New York City has an amazing assortment of places to eat, I was having a hard time finding a place with real southern "soul food". Then again, we weren't really looking, just complaining that we hadn't seen any.
So the other night, while deciding where to go eat, I began my search. Out pops the name of a place called "The Pink Teacup". The great part is, its like right around the corner from my apartment. The menu looks great and convinces us enough to head out to Grove Street.
From the outside, there wasn't much that advertises this place as the place for southern cooking, but afterwards, we would see why.
We entered into the small restaurant which boasted pink walls and an enticing array of smells that could make your mouth water even if you just finished a meal. The wall on the left housed various pictures of Martin Luther King Jr, and the wall on the right was adorned by tons of famous people who had been there saying it was the best they have ever had. Apparently Oprah and Whoopi Goldberg are frequent patrons.
As we seated ourselves in the corner we were pleasantly greeted and handed a menu. From start to finish I have to say that this is one of the best meals I have had since I have moved to the city. We started out with a delicious soup that seemed to be made of some type of bean, but in a chicken like broth that had a bite to it. This was followed by a salad and our main course. Now I must say, the menu choices for your main course are extensive, but judging by what I saw everyone else order, there is probably not one thing on there I wouldn't get. For myself, I ordered the BBQ pork, string beans, potatoe salad, and cornbread. Seriously, best damn cornbread I have ever had. Even if you dont like cornbread, you will like this cornbread, guaranteed. Everything was amazingly good. There really wasn't even one part of that meal that was mediocre, right down to their sweet tea.
Not only was the food fabulous, but the atmosphere just made you feel good. The music would flow from good oldies to Usher...always keeping the customers tapping their toes. I just kept waiting for the lady next to me to hop out of her seat and start dancing. Every once in a while you would hear the cook in the kitchen singing some old R&B type a song and it just made you smile.
We finished up our meal with warm peach cobbler- almost in disbelief of how good it was.
As we were finishing up, the line outside of people was growing and growing- waiting for the first table to get up so they could run in and snatch it.
We walked back to our apartment saying how we had to go there at least once a week and imagining how delicious their breakfast must be. We also thought how scary it is that this place was so close, yet we never knew it existed.
Well, for all you nyc'ers who haven't been there, you don't need to be from the south to love this food, you just have to be human.
Needless to say, I am "home".
http://www.thepinkteacup.com/
A few months after moving in, my friends and I finally made it to brunch at Home Restaurant. The food was very good, but not at all what we were expecting. It was more of a stylized menu that focused both and on taste and presentation- which of course is great, but again, not "home".
Fast forward to the present.
Although we haven't been actively looking for such a restaurant, we continually would mention how we could really use a good southern type meal. While New York City has an amazing assortment of places to eat, I was having a hard time finding a place with real southern "soul food". Then again, we weren't really looking, just complaining that we hadn't seen any.
So the other night, while deciding where to go eat, I began my search. Out pops the name of a place called "The Pink Teacup". The great part is, its like right around the corner from my apartment. The menu looks great and convinces us enough to head out to Grove Street.
From the outside, there wasn't much that advertises this place as the place for southern cooking, but afterwards, we would see why.
We entered into the small restaurant which boasted pink walls and an enticing array of smells that could make your mouth water even if you just finished a meal. The wall on the left housed various pictures of Martin Luther King Jr, and the wall on the right was adorned by tons of famous people who had been there saying it was the best they have ever had. Apparently Oprah and Whoopi Goldberg are frequent patrons.
As we seated ourselves in the corner we were pleasantly greeted and handed a menu. From start to finish I have to say that this is one of the best meals I have had since I have moved to the city. We started out with a delicious soup that seemed to be made of some type of bean, but in a chicken like broth that had a bite to it. This was followed by a salad and our main course. Now I must say, the menu choices for your main course are extensive, but judging by what I saw everyone else order, there is probably not one thing on there I wouldn't get. For myself, I ordered the BBQ pork, string beans, potatoe salad, and cornbread. Seriously, best damn cornbread I have ever had. Even if you dont like cornbread, you will like this cornbread, guaranteed. Everything was amazingly good. There really wasn't even one part of that meal that was mediocre, right down to their sweet tea.
Not only was the food fabulous, but the atmosphere just made you feel good. The music would flow from good oldies to Usher...always keeping the customers tapping their toes. I just kept waiting for the lady next to me to hop out of her seat and start dancing. Every once in a while you would hear the cook in the kitchen singing some old R&B type a song and it just made you smile.
We finished up our meal with warm peach cobbler- almost in disbelief of how good it was.
As we were finishing up, the line outside of people was growing and growing- waiting for the first table to get up so they could run in and snatch it.
We walked back to our apartment saying how we had to go there at least once a week and imagining how delicious their breakfast must be. We also thought how scary it is that this place was so close, yet we never knew it existed.
Well, for all you nyc'ers who haven't been there, you don't need to be from the south to love this food, you just have to be human.
Needless to say, I am "home".
http://www.thepinkteacup.com/
Friday, March 04, 2005
Water Water Everywhere...
and not one damn drop to drink.
Well I tell you what, there is a surplus of adorable guys that work here at NBC. The bad news, every single one of them is already taken. The even worse news is that they will flirt with you like they are single,invite you out, get you all excited about "possibilities", and then boom- you find out they have a girlfriend.
In the past couple of weeks I have been crushing (for lack of a much better word) on 2 guys that are just both adorable. Actually, there would be 3 guys, one of which looks and acts like Luke Wilson, but I already knew he had a girlfriend- and Im not about going after that. So anyways, back to 2 guys. At first, this one guy I met my first day here because it turns out he was/is good friends with my "nyc boy" - for all of you who remember my posts on him. So anyways, I always kind of viewed him as off limits, except that he grew continually flirty with me and I started to rationalize it in my head. Long story short, went out last night with him and many others- found out he has a girlfriend. Barf.
The other dude is completely adorable too, but much more shy. I wish I could judge his behavior towards me as being reflective of what he thinks of me, but I just can't because my feelings for him are in no way reflected in my actions. I get so freaking stupid around him its awful. I completely clam up and can't even make eye contact with him. Part of me thinks, you are interning here for like 5 more weeks, who cares, just freaking ask him out. I just don't know though. I would like to start off this summer nicely- avoiding all possible rejection.
In other words I am a wuss.
I probably should just give up on guys altogether and get working on my dog farm. That's right- acres and acres of open land with large and small dogs alike living happily and running out in the open. I'll just save all those sheltered pooches and that will be my life. Sounds thrilling right?
Of course it doesn't help that I have been watching the marathon episodes of "Single in the City- New York" on the WE channel. All of these ladies who are living in amazing apartments, have no jobs, and unlimited funds- yea real realistic for me, thanks. Hell if that was my life, I think I'd be ok with not having a man.
Thank goodness in 2 weeks I will be home, laying on the beach, getting tan and loving the Florida weather. I need a vacation bigtime.
Well I tell you what, there is a surplus of adorable guys that work here at NBC. The bad news, every single one of them is already taken. The even worse news is that they will flirt with you like they are single,invite you out, get you all excited about "possibilities", and then boom- you find out they have a girlfriend.
In the past couple of weeks I have been crushing (for lack of a much better word) on 2 guys that are just both adorable. Actually, there would be 3 guys, one of which looks and acts like Luke Wilson, but I already knew he had a girlfriend- and Im not about going after that. So anyways, back to 2 guys. At first, this one guy I met my first day here because it turns out he was/is good friends with my "nyc boy" - for all of you who remember my posts on him. So anyways, I always kind of viewed him as off limits, except that he grew continually flirty with me and I started to rationalize it in my head. Long story short, went out last night with him and many others- found out he has a girlfriend. Barf.
The other dude is completely adorable too, but much more shy. I wish I could judge his behavior towards me as being reflective of what he thinks of me, but I just can't because my feelings for him are in no way reflected in my actions. I get so freaking stupid around him its awful. I completely clam up and can't even make eye contact with him. Part of me thinks, you are interning here for like 5 more weeks, who cares, just freaking ask him out. I just don't know though. I would like to start off this summer nicely- avoiding all possible rejection.
In other words I am a wuss.
I probably should just give up on guys altogether and get working on my dog farm. That's right- acres and acres of open land with large and small dogs alike living happily and running out in the open. I'll just save all those sheltered pooches and that will be my life. Sounds thrilling right?
Of course it doesn't help that I have been watching the marathon episodes of "Single in the City- New York" on the WE channel. All of these ladies who are living in amazing apartments, have no jobs, and unlimited funds- yea real realistic for me, thanks. Hell if that was my life, I think I'd be ok with not having a man.
Thank goodness in 2 weeks I will be home, laying on the beach, getting tan and loving the Florida weather. I need a vacation bigtime.
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