2.27.2008


Dear Blog,

Just wanted to let you know that I didn't forget about you, but that nothing exciting or bloggable has happened lately. I did invent another hybrid food, which is called "PG Tips French Toast." I made it up out of desperation the other day when I realized I'd poured my last drop of milk into my Orange Pekoe (PG Tips Tea), which I subsequently whipped in with a couple of eggs and cinnamon to make French Toast. It tasted fine, it wasn't very remarkable, but it definitely worked. I might try it with a more milky tea and longer steeping time... Could be good. I'll keep you informed.

Love,
nambot

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2.20.2008


Dear Blog,

At the moment, there are approximately 30 teenagers running rampant on my block howling at the moon in unison since there's a lunar eclipse currently in progress. During a pause between howls, somebody says facetiously, 'Yo, it's getting mad dark out here,' which gave everybody a litle laugh since there are street lights everywhere. More kids keep coming down from their apartments or yelling from their windows. Dogs are barking and going nuts. The moon is orangish red and it looks like it's under water.

Love,
nambot

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Mud

2.18.2008




Dear Blog,

How do you feel about video? Because it is 63 degrees this February day, I had to go to the park to see what was happening. This is what was going on on the horse trails.

Love,
nambot

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Dear Blog,

Here I am pictured with the brand new summons issued to me by the New York City Police Department this evening. Guess I should have known better than to ride my bike on the sidewalk while a swarm of police vehicles hit the streets of Bed Stuy looking for someone who was definitely not me. I mean, I know the cops are busy, but for the sake of keeping the peace, I'm glad they still had time to pull me over (on my bike - awesome!) on Myrtle Ave. on a Sunday night at 9 pm during a rainstorm. Seriously? I've interacted with all kinds of police officers, but this was the very first time I have had the pleasure of being asked, "Is there a warrant out for your arrest?!" by an agitated man in a uniform shouting to be heard over the rain. For confirmation that this situation was in fact ridiculous, I looked over to the yelling cops' partner, who nonchalantly rolled his eyes to commiserate. How could I be mad at these guys? We all have our moments, and I'm sure acting grumpy is low on a cops' list of concerns. And to be fair, much thanks to said officers for not impounding my bike or causing further hassles. If you guys want to stop by later for some soup and a hug, I'd be more than happy to host New York City's finest.

Love,
nambot
PS: What's up with my two-fingered alien hand?

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2.12.2008


Dear Blog,

It's snowing! This is the first real snow of the year, which reminds me of last year's snows, which happened for a few consecutive weekends. I believe this was the weather's way of teaching New Yorkers how to hunker down and act like suburbanites on their days off. Luckily this lesson was brief, and its effects short-lived, but still memorable. To appreciate today's snow more fully, I went for a ride on my road bike to see just how long it would take to break a collar bone. Fish-tailing was fun, but the most satisfying move was just running alongside the bike and sliding on two feet.

Love,
nambot

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2.10.2008


Dear Blog,

Forget Armour, yesterday's visit to the Met was all about Arms - and I'm not getting agalmatophilic (learned this word about seven hours ago and I can't believe it's already coming in so handy), I mean guns. Guns covered in woodland scenes, made of five kinds of wood harvested from trees in the 18th century neighborhood where they were used, and encased in backgammonish velvety boxes designed to accompany fabulous outfits appropriate for dueling. My second favorite Arm was a German crossbow winder that looked like a juicer. My most favorite Arm was the double-barrel shotgun from 1846 that incorporates two squirrel-shaped hammers as a cocking mechanism (pictured here). Perhaps someday I can convince someone at the Met to allow me to borrow this relic so that I can modify it to be used with Buck Hunter Pro. It is the possibility of making adaptations such as this that makes living at this moment in time so fun. Yay museums! Yay video games! Yay imagining and reconstructing history! Yay emulating death as opposed to actually causing it!

Love,
nambot

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2.08.2008


Dear Blog,
It's at Target and it's a clearance item, so get here with a quickness. Also, my friend told me that she saw a used Duraflame log-splitter for sale on craigslist the other day. What would that even be? A dirty cinder block you found in your building's basement that night you were really cold and found out faux logs don't fit in your fist-sized fireplace?

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2.06.2008


Nobody likes to crap at work. Nobody.

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2.03.2008


Dear Blog,

The terms of your mobile existence are as follows. You, blog, agree that:

1. Only messages originating from my cellular telephone are fit for posting.
2. Postings submitted at a standstill will be rejected.
3. Accompanying images are encouraged but not required and must be spawned by the aforementioned mobile device.
4. Trivial everyday content associated with gadget-dependency is mandatory.

Love,
nambot

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