Note to self:
When living in a large city, with virtually no friends, do not go see a movie alone on a thursday night. Especially a movie regarding weddings.
To the Amazing Brand-O, I have no clue how you can do it. I remember when we lived together you used to go see movies by yourself all the time. For God's sake, man, that has to be the most depressing activity in the world. Well, maybe not. Perhaps burying your dead kitten might be more depressing......but it's close.
My sister had a "date" tonight. So for some reason, since the guy was coming over to pick her up, I had to disappear. I thought to myself that I'd just wander down the street, grab some food, hop the train down to my local cineplex, and catch a movie. It subsequently dawned on me that I would be involved in all of the afforementioned activities alone. Not thinking anything of it, I decided to pop into a sandwich shop and sat down to a decent sized meal. One startling revelation is that "Diet" Snapple still has sugar in it. What the hell? That does me (being a diabetic) no good at all.
So after my grabbing of food, I did in fact hop the train that I mentioned I would. I'm used to riding the train alone, so there is really no anecdotal rambling to introduce at this point in the story.
I arrived at the movie theater at about 8:30pm and couldn't decide what to see. I've seen "Batman Begins" (very good), "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" (decent), and Star Wars: Episode 3 (twice....i know, i'm slacking). "Fantastic Four" had just started and wouldn't play again until 10:30pm. "Wedding Crashers" previews have looked funny on TV, plus Vince Vaughn is funny and I've like Owen Wilson in all of the Wes Anderson movies. I shuffled my feet up to the ticket counter and forked over my $10.75 for the 9:00pm feature.
As the theatre began to fill up slowly, I realized my first mistake in my first attempt at solo movie watching: I picked the super-ultra-mega WRONG night to see a movie alone. Thursday is apparently "take a date to the movies" night here in Manhattan. I think I saw a four year old walk in with a hot girl on his arm. No really, they were making out later too!
The movie was funny, but somehow got all serious at the end, which was a buzzkill. As I left the theatre I had a movie moment occur before my eyes. As I walked along the crowded streets of the city, I swear to you that every single person was walked hand-in-hand with a significant other. Hugging, kissing, holding hands.......hang on, i've gotta hurl.........
(unpleasant noises)
Back.
Seriously though, didn't these people get the memo? Spring is for lovers. Right now it's summer! And it's really, really, really HOT. Being that close to someone has to have some profound effect on a person's well-being due to body heat or proximity effect or reverse osmosis. It's just not healthy.
So the moral of the story is that there are 8,000,001 people in New York, and there are 4 million couples that go to the movies on thursday nights. Are you as bad at math as me?
Friday, July 29, 2005
Friday, July 22, 2005
Let's Go METS!
I've seen two baseball games in a week now.
Last Saturday, I trekked down to Coney Island and watched the Brooklyn Cyclones play the Auburn Doubledays. The game was very close, but the Cyclones won 3-2. The game was cool for a few different reasons.
First, it was Mookie Wilson Bobblehead night. The first 2,500 fans received a Mookie Bobblehead. For those of you that don't know who Mookie is, he is the guy who basically won the 1986 World Series for the Mets. Remember the "infamous" Bill Buckner spoof at first base in Game 6? No? Then you need to watch more baseball. For those of you who are familiar with that play, Mookie is the guy who hit the ball "through" Buckner's legs, giving the Mets the victory. He also is now the coach of the Cyclones.
Secondly, the game was played between two Single A ballclubs in the New York-Pennsylvania League. Single A ball is the lowest form of professional baseball. These players are kids who are right out of high school or college, having just been drafted earlier in the summer. The season doesn't start until the end of June because the Major League Draft in on June 15. Anyway, two former LSU Tigers were members of these teams' rosters. Ivan Naccarata (3B) played for the Cyclones, who are the Single A team (or affiliate) of the New York Mets. Ryan Patterson (OF), who just finished his LSU career this season, played rightfield for the Doubledays, who belong to the Toronto Blue Jays.
The third reason that the trip to Coney Island was cool, is that it was cool. I mean, the weather..... When I got to the park at about 4:00pm it had to be 90 degrees with a high humidity (due to the proximity to water). But as the game entered into the second inning, a fog from the ocean swept into the ballpark and covered up the sun and made it very misty. The temperatures cooled off to about 65 degrees. It was a much more pleasurable experience.
Speaking of the Mets, today I went to my first Mets game! They won 12-0 over the San Diego Padres. I got off the train and was amazed at the size of Shea Stadium. The place is huge, but looks so small on TV. Then i started thinking about how cool it must have been back in 1964 when the Beatles played a concert there. There were so many screaming fans in the stands back then that the stadium was shaking......I can't imagine the noise level required to shake a STADIUM that big! Anyway, the game started at 12:10pm and we were back on the train by 3pm. What a way to spend the day.......$12 bleacher seats, $6 beers, $4 footlong hotdogs and America's past-time. B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L!
Last Saturday, I trekked down to Coney Island and watched the Brooklyn Cyclones play the Auburn Doubledays. The game was very close, but the Cyclones won 3-2. The game was cool for a few different reasons.
First, it was Mookie Wilson Bobblehead night. The first 2,500 fans received a Mookie Bobblehead. For those of you that don't know who Mookie is, he is the guy who basically won the 1986 World Series for the Mets. Remember the "infamous" Bill Buckner spoof at first base in Game 6? No? Then you need to watch more baseball. For those of you who are familiar with that play, Mookie is the guy who hit the ball "through" Buckner's legs, giving the Mets the victory. He also is now the coach of the Cyclones.
Secondly, the game was played between two Single A ballclubs in the New York-Pennsylvania League. Single A ball is the lowest form of professional baseball. These players are kids who are right out of high school or college, having just been drafted earlier in the summer. The season doesn't start until the end of June because the Major League Draft in on June 15. Anyway, two former LSU Tigers were members of these teams' rosters. Ivan Naccarata (3B) played for the Cyclones, who are the Single A team (or affiliate) of the New York Mets. Ryan Patterson (OF), who just finished his LSU career this season, played rightfield for the Doubledays, who belong to the Toronto Blue Jays.
The third reason that the trip to Coney Island was cool, is that it was cool. I mean, the weather..... When I got to the park at about 4:00pm it had to be 90 degrees with a high humidity (due to the proximity to water). But as the game entered into the second inning, a fog from the ocean swept into the ballpark and covered up the sun and made it very misty. The temperatures cooled off to about 65 degrees. It was a much more pleasurable experience.
Speaking of the Mets, today I went to my first Mets game! They won 12-0 over the San Diego Padres. I got off the train and was amazed at the size of Shea Stadium. The place is huge, but looks so small on TV. Then i started thinking about how cool it must have been back in 1964 when the Beatles played a concert there. There were so many screaming fans in the stands back then that the stadium was shaking......I can't imagine the noise level required to shake a STADIUM that big! Anyway, the game started at 12:10pm and we were back on the train by 3pm. What a way to spend the day.......$12 bleacher seats, $6 beers, $4 footlong hotdogs and America's past-time. B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L!
Saturday, July 16, 2005
Treading Water.
I've hit rock bottom.
Ok, maybe not, but it's not far off.
It's Friday night, well.....now it's Saturday morning.....but that's not the point.
The point is that I'm sitting here in my apartment in the most populated city in America with nothing better to do than type. I even have some money (for a change) and I still sit here tapping away at these letters that are completely out of order.
I guess the good times and the bad times come in waves. I think I'm caught in the undertow.
I was looking forward to seeing Austin and Lane while they were in town this week with their band, but our schedules didn't match up just right and I missed getting to see them on a couple of occasions.
My friend Glenn is coming on Sunday. He's in the area with his bandmates (the Red Stick Ramblers for a week or so before they fly off to their next set of gigs. I'm happy to get to see him and hope that I can muster enough "oomph" to show him a good time in the city.
Thankfully more friends are on their way in the coming month. It'll be good to see familiar faces.
As it turns out, I'm missing two weddings while I'm away. Lee Abbott is getting married, and so is my cousin Eric Sallinger. Not that either of them will ever read this, but congratulations. Sadly, I don't have the extra cash floating around to mosey on home and catch the ceremonies. I remember having double birthday parties with Eric, who is exactly three years older than me because we share the same birth date.
I apologize that this blog isn't as carefully and (because I think I'm funny) hilariously worded. I don't really have anything exciting or humorous to say tonight. I just felt like writing to get it off my mind so that maybe I can crawl into bed and fall asleep in the next few hours.
Tomorrow, well.....later today, I'm going to my first Minor League Baseball game. The Brooklyn Cyclones are the Single A affiliate of the New York Mets. I hope for a good time. Afterall, it is Mookie Wilson Bobble-head night.
Ok, maybe not, but it's not far off.
It's Friday night, well.....now it's Saturday morning.....but that's not the point.
The point is that I'm sitting here in my apartment in the most populated city in America with nothing better to do than type. I even have some money (for a change) and I still sit here tapping away at these letters that are completely out of order.
I guess the good times and the bad times come in waves. I think I'm caught in the undertow.
I was looking forward to seeing Austin and Lane while they were in town this week with their band, but our schedules didn't match up just right and I missed getting to see them on a couple of occasions.
My friend Glenn is coming on Sunday. He's in the area with his bandmates (the Red Stick Ramblers for a week or so before they fly off to their next set of gigs. I'm happy to get to see him and hope that I can muster enough "oomph" to show him a good time in the city.
Thankfully more friends are on their way in the coming month. It'll be good to see familiar faces.
As it turns out, I'm missing two weddings while I'm away. Lee Abbott is getting married, and so is my cousin Eric Sallinger. Not that either of them will ever read this, but congratulations. Sadly, I don't have the extra cash floating around to mosey on home and catch the ceremonies. I remember having double birthday parties with Eric, who is exactly three years older than me because we share the same birth date.
I apologize that this blog isn't as carefully and (because I think I'm funny) hilariously worded. I don't really have anything exciting or humorous to say tonight. I just felt like writing to get it off my mind so that maybe I can crawl into bed and fall asleep in the next few hours.
Tomorrow, well.....later today, I'm going to my first Minor League Baseball game. The Brooklyn Cyclones are the Single A affiliate of the New York Mets. I hope for a good time. Afterall, it is Mookie Wilson Bobble-head night.
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