Top/Bottom Five

These are the top and bottom five things about living in New York, as told by graffiti artist Neckface. They are kinda true, I guess.

I feel stupid posting this because I've only lived here for a little over a month. But, I justify it because I once heard a sorority girl talk about how she would be 'living' in Costa Rica for three weeks. So, by her definition, I have 'lived' here.

Top 5 reasons to live in New York
1. Skating through traffic
2. Running wild on the streets
3. Finding fucked up skate spots
4. Exploring the entire city
5. You don't have to drive
Top 5 worst things about New York
1. The high rent
2. The people who can afford the high rent
3. No good mexican food
4. Cold winters
5. Rats the size of small pets

And this:

Hi-fever

A big shout out to my boys at http://www.hifever.blogspot.com/. They linked me on their world-renowned dance website. Thanks, Hifever.

I think they are going to be pissed I called them a dance website.

Jake and I worked on a political campaign in Queens NY for four straight days. It was quite an experience. First, the district we worked in is the most ethnically diverse district in all of NY, if not the country. That put two white boys like Jake and I in a precarious position. Lets just say we stood out like sore thumbs.

People out in Queens didn't seem to trust the political opinions of two scarf-wearing, non-Spanish-speaking gents like Jake and I. It's almost like the people out there thought the two of us have never fallen on hard times. Like we have never had to struggle. Well listen people: we do struggle. Everyday. Just yesterday, for instance, my Starbucks gift card ran out. Where the hell am I supposed to buy my americanos now, huh?

I'm serious, my gift card ran out. I'm bummed.

Our candidate lost the election. Although when we first started working I could care less if he won or lost, by the end I cared. I mean, I worked hard for the man. But, win some lose some.

Jake and I think he lost because he didn't have a catch slogan. Oh-boya, it's Moya! Or, Moya the destroya!

Maybe he lost because Jake and I couldn't communicate with over half of the electorate. Nah, that had nothing to do with it. Right?

Read this you slackers. Jake and I are essentially weighing our options for what producer is going to put this into production. FoxSearchlight is made us an offer we can't refuse.

Blondie For Ya

I watched the Farrelly Brother's movie, "The Heartbreak Kid". It stank to high heaven. However, this song is good:



I've been using a big number of colons, lately.

Can't Let it Die

You know, I'm sorry about not posting any updates. It's just that after a day of writing and researching random stuff on the internet, the last thing I feel like doing is blogging. But I promise I will start this puppy up again.

And another thing: I was heading down a boring path with me and my blog. As pertinent as it is to describe my job/housing situation in NYC, I'm over thinking about it. I spend most of my day worrying if I will ever make a dollar. The last thing I want to do is try to write about my situation on a blog, where I have to pin down my worries into a couple of descriptive sentences. My worries stress me out enough when they are floating aimlessly in my head, but when I actually have to figure out exactly what is stressing me out and write about it; pshhhh-nuts to that.

But to the few readers left who might check my blog, here is a brief update:

I work as an unpaid intern for a nationally syndicated travel radio show.
I live in a small apartment. Picks soon.
I interviewed yesterday to work as a copywriter for an advertising/marketing firm.
I am in contact with both Fox News and CNN. Fingers crossed.

That's an update. Most importantly, I would like to make some money so I can get out to France in May to see my buddy, Luigi. That's why I'm hoping for the copywriter position.

But enough about my stuff.

Webisode Word
Webisode PDF

My friend Jake and I recently completed writing a webisode. Is that how you spell it? Anyway, I want you to take a look at it. Is it funny? I mean, it is funny to me; but I wrote it. Actually, to me this webisode is airtight. To quote The Dude, "It's a Swiss fucking watch". I smell an Emmy, baby.

But read it.

My Birthday Tomorrow

Long time no chat, folks.

Sorry I lied about the frequent updates on job status. I was PLANNING to post every day, turning my own blog into some sort of mini blog about how its going searching for a job. But then Eric and I spent two solid days cruising all of Brooklyn for an apartment to live in. I didn't have much time to search for a job. There was just nothing to report.

Eric and I didn't find an apartment. Well we each did- but separately. He got a cool temporary job that came with an apartment. I managed to rent an extra room at my friend's place. It worked out. Let me fill you in on the status of our job hunts:

Eric- He found a job within a week. It's not his ideal job, but he likes it anyway. He is working for a political campaign up in Queens. The campaign is to support some candidate for a special election of a city council member. He is working in a Latino-heavy district up near Shea Stadium. It's only a three-week gig, but it is really intensive. He works about 12 hours a day. I'm sure he is getting a dose of big city politics. Hopefully he will make good connections so we can get a midday table at Patsy's Restaurant in no time. Patsy's is where the stars eat their Italian food.

Jake- Jake is still hanging onto his job working for a party-manager by a thread. He is working two days this week. He is randomly applying for other jobs, such as someone who buffs and varnishes wood furniture. I think it’s funny because he has a major in marketing. He said he studied marketing so he could get a job out of college. I always hated those kids in school who talked about how there major was going to skyrocket them into a cushy position. I’m a history major, damn it. And look at me- unemployed and living with my girlfriend. I’m at the top of my game. Jake eats beans and rice on a daily basis. Jake is a mellow guy, so he doesn't seem too concerned.

Me- I have a tiny lead for a cool job. I don't want to tell you the job, out of superstition of me scaring the job away. I'm like a fisherman. I can see some huge fish checking out my bait, deciding whether it will strike the line or not. One wrong move will scare that fish right off.

In other news: its my b-day tomorrow. What you get me?

Skatistan

This is awesome



Yeah.

Weight Loss

In the past three weeks I have lost 10 pounds. No girlies, it's not that fashionable Atkins diet that everyone is talking about, it's my own brand of dieting. I like to call it, "The Tortured-Jobless Journalist's Guide to Loosing Weight in NYC". Here is what you do:

Breakfast- A bagel with cream cheese or a slice of pizza. All depends on how you want to indulge.

Lunch- Nothing. Only two meals a day.

Dinner- As many bowls of homemade soup or noodles as you can possibly eat. * **
* Substitute twice a week with beer.
** Substitute once a week with a lavish meal that you can definitely not afford. This sends you into a panic
about the dwindling status of your bank account, causing you to spend even less money on food.

Exercise- Walk upwards of 5 miles each day. Tour the Brooklyn, take unnecessary trips Uptown, visit Times Square for the 3rd time.

Yeah so- that's my diet. I think I will start eating better once I get my own place. It's hard to keep food in the house here. I don't want to make a mess in the kitchen or take up valuable shelf room in the pantry. I will also feel more comfortable eating once I get a job. Speaking of which, I will begin to chronicle my job and apartment hunt on this blog. I will also chronicle the job hunt of two of my friends:

Eric N--He is my friend from school who moved to NYC two days ago. A solid guy. He wants to be a writer of some kind. Don't we all....

Jake F-- He is my friend from North Carolina. He still has a job at this point, but believes he is getting laid off by the end of this week. It's the economy, stupid.

Starting tomorrow I will post a status report for all three of us. Potential leads, interviews, firings, etc. Find out how we all are handling the ever-drying tit of the NYC job scene.