I Think The Freezer Deserves A Light As Well

Every now and then a chain email comes along, despite how many times you make it clear to your family and friends you HATE them! In this case, a long chain letter came to my sister in what seemed it's most primal form (meaning only being sent a few times, rather than to the entire www, due to wild formatting!). Nevertheless she read them aloud as I began to make us Wild Berry Mojitios on the most humid day in CT. I soon realized I had begin to 100% totally relate to the content she was sharing.

I decided I would man up and admit when I am wrong, and that from time to time (and I literally mean, from TIME to TIME) mass emails can connect to you, or at least to me.

I can talk to as many friends, peers, and strangers about certain topics, but every now and then, the things you don't say, but think about every two days or so, make it to a mass email by someone else!

I would like to acknowledge, from what I assume is the author a Mr. Luke Grilli (please comment on this post if this all came from you) for his additions to the twitter/blogo/facebook/txt-o-sphere!

(I have bolded and italicized my own tiny tweaks to the few thoughts I personally related to)

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More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can’t wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that’s not only better, but also more directly involves me.

Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

Have you ever been walking down the street and realized that you're going in the complete opposite direction of where you are supposed to be going? But instead of just turning a 180 and walking back in the direction from which you came, you have to first do something like check your watch or phone or make a grand arm gesture and mutter to yourself to ensure that no one in the surrounding area thinks you're crazy by randomly switching directions on the sidewalk.

I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

Do you remember when you were a kid, playing Nintendo and it wouldn't work? You take the cartridge out, blow in it and that would magically fix the problem. Every kid in America did that, but how did we all know how to fix the problem? There was no Internet or message boards or FAQ's. We just figured it out. Today's kids are soft.

There is a great need for sarcasm font.

I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take 2 trips to bring my groceries in, but the gym frustrates me.

Was learning cursive really necessary?

What would happen if you hired two private investigators to follow each other?

While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.

Bad decisions make good stories.

I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.

I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Damnit!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What'd you do after I didn't answer? Drop the phone and run away?

Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

I wonder if cops ever get pissed off at the fact that everyone they drive behind obeys the speed limit? I’d like to see a cop car hiding in the branches on the Merit Parkway, so when I get pulled over, my gut feeling of denial, hatred and depression is overcome by, HOLY CRAP THAT WAS AWESOME!

Time Travel In The Big Apple

Ok so its 1809....No Wait it's 1609! A few years back I began keeping a diary journal of my day to day life in college but I would try and translate my writing style and transform some of the modern conveniences such as cars and bars, into horse drawn carriages and speakeasies. Clearly I was pulling from the 1920's with the last one, but the theme of time travel back into times almost lost in a day and age of social media, Tom Toms and monorails, have always captivated me.

Time travel was THE reason why I fell in love with London. There is a scene in the DaVinci Code, almost 2/3rds of the way in, as Robert Langdon and Sophie are running through the streets of London, as Robert tells a story of the tomb they are about to visit in search of the Holy Grail. The Scene captures them running across the street from a bird's eye view dodging red double decker buses and black cabs, as translucent ghosts from a large ornate funeral procession appear intertwined with modern day London.

The Dazzler and I used to walk through the streets and spend time and plow through many bottles of a fine tesco bottle of Pinot Grigio in parks thinking of how many people from the ages have spent time doing the same thing. Every nook and cranny of London is decorated with a past and imbued with a story.

WELL, to my discovery with the help of National Geographic, The Mannahatta Project by the Wildlife Conservation Society has successfully bent the laws of time and space with the help of the Internet after nearly a decade of research. They have uncovered the original ecology of one of the worlds largest and beloved cities. What now are towering high-rises and grid like landscape, used to be roaming hillsides, valleys, forests, fields, freshwater wetlands, salt marshes, beaches, springs, ponds and streams all supporting a rich wildlife and sustaining people for probably 5000 years before the Europeans first stepped foot on the land in 1609.

The site allows you to explore any street and neighborhood as it was in 1609, download and learn about the science behind the Big Apple, and most importantly discuss!

I've been diving in and learning about the Original New Yorkers, the Native American Lenape People. I've already put in a few addresses of friends and some offices where I used to work and although the landscape has changed, it is no doubt still a jungle out there!