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6.26.2008

overheard. 

"DO you think a good name for a tow truck company with two trucks is "The Twin Towers"? - Reed

6.25.2008

my week. *get the hell out of manhattan edition* 

this past week i rode my bike over the bridge to meet up with friends. oh great, i see the new official language is alien.


so i fled to somewhere that speaks my language. ah, commercialism, the language of love. so team freelance was back in full-force (at least for a day), and we took a red hook field trip.


we made the sign of the cross, and got the hell off the island.


chunks may only be a temporary team freelance member, but he's a full-time drunch member. here he is showing off his best side. damn, you are lookin' thin, dude. keep up the working out.


ok, so we didn't actually go to ikea. but we did check out red hook. damn. looks like this train runs about as frequently as the L-train from sixth avenue on a sunday after midnight during a blizzard in february.


now we're DEFINITELY speaking my language. but how do i become part of the staff? wait...what do they mean by 'staff'?


while walking about red hook, i got a text from my brother, and they're having a girl! there will finally be a womanske. i plugged patrick and jamie's pictures into a computer program, and this is approximately what the baby should look like:


we met up with matthew who left the island for greener, purpler, and yellower pastures in carol gardens. nice move, boss. tell the sweedies 'hello' for me, and that i miss them.


this past week, it really warmed my heart to see the loathed lakers get CRUSHED by the mighty boston celtics in the finals. hey, kobe, i have a uniform change suggestion for you. last year you changed from '8' to '24', because you said "it's one better than jordan". well this year, why don't you reverse it to '42'. that would be one percentage point better than what you shot in the finals. what do you think of that? jordan was 6-0 in the finals. what are you, like 3-2? AND you suffered the worst finals blow out in the HISTORY of the NBA. 'one better than jordan'? ha.


whoa. not sure where that came from...anyway. we move on to friday night. after a few 'ritas at elote and getting drenched in a flash thunderstorm, i met up with some friends for a random night in wburg. they have the creepiest pinball game at zoblosky's, called 'funhouse!'. hey, this reminds me of a clown joke...


on sunday night after playing drums for a drunch concert, i skated over to the metropolitan, where a friend tried to scrounge up a foursome. it just won't die, rafi. it just. won't. die. but i'll skate or die! rock on! ha. what a fuckin' poser...

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6.24.2008

Our Princess of the Week 



If you were a little girl, could you possibly imagine any better a birthday? Happy Birthday, Princess Gabriela. We loved spotting you in McCarren.

10 more reasons to heart NY 



What a fantastic project!

via MUG

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6.23.2008

r.i.p. george carlin 


6.19.2008

East side moment 


6.17.2008

as seen on tv 




OMG STFU Holy crap I need to own a talking Jesus doll like two minutes ago. Granted I am a Jew, BUT I can finally have a personal connection with the big man himself. The talking Jesus doll is 12" tall and fully posable. He says things like, "I am Jesus. I am the son of God." Check out the "As Seen on TV" commercial HERE.

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6.16.2008

my week. 

this week was kind of slow, and i didn't capture much. we went to hulk out on friday at union square, and nate just wigged out.


hanger bar is the new orchard bar. after that, my friend john and i biked across the bridge. he changed shoes before biking though. these were just for dancing.


if i smoked, i'd smoke camels. there's a whole world in that pack of camels, at least according to tom robbins.


on the way to drunch on saturday, there was a biblical downpour. so we ducked underneath an awning and drank our frozen turkey and watched beautiful, albeit soaked, people walk by. oh yeah, buy 'animals of iraq' at spoonbill!


this is randy. a little boston terrier. and he's our pet of the week.

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R.I.P. Stan Winston 

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Dance like no one is watching... 

Apparently I have a natural talent for interpretive dance. People often ask where did i attain such sweet magical dance skills. To put all those rumors to rest, all you have to do is take a look at my dad's sweet dance skills.

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6.13.2008

R.I.P. Tim Russert 

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more nudity set to music 


bonus - this time with david byrne!

>> blogger maid update: you can still watch the vid here,
but watch your mouth idolator.

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6.12.2008

my week. 

we start off this week at the williamsburg hall of music. the presets were in town, and put on a hell of a show. the crowd was entertaining enough: there was a girl-fight, andrew was barely standing up slam-dancing, an entire drink was spilled down elisa's back, and a pearl necklace got thrown all over the floor. andrew's expression says it all.


oh, presets. i wonder how this photo would look with 3-D glasses.


jacquie had a dream about nate wearing a yellow shirt, so he tried to re-enact it. but the hair? hey, nate: let's put it down, let's everybody just put it on down.


rafi celebrated his birthday at mccarren park. here rafi is seen fighting for truth, justice, and the american gay.


so, to conclude rafi's birthday, we decided to celebrate by eating some chocolate. and MAN it was 'moldy'...if you know what i mean (have i worn out that joke, yet? no? good). this picture sums up the rest of the night: trippy.


first weekend of june, and you know what that means! bbq block party! the salt lick hooked us up, yet again. we haven't missed a block party yet. this was the fifth year. man, that manske name is really paying off, even ten years later.


i don't know what the holiday was yesterday, but there was some serious shit going on at south 8th and bedford. i want to hire this guy to dj my birthday party. can we fit that gazebo thing on yer roof, jac? the thing with lights on it spins! i want that.


this is destin + dakota. they're both lab mixes, and weigh in at a combined 160 pounds. approximately. dakota is extremely aggressive towards other dogs we may encounter, even if they're across the street. she starts lunging, growling, barking, and snapping at me and any other dogs that are in our group (so i usually walk them without anyone else). i've had a pair of shorts bitten through, and they've caused me to fall down while pulling them away from other dogs. but when not trying to kill, they're both really sweet. and they're our pets of the week.

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6.10.2008

Hit it up 



New collaboration by Santogold, N.E.R.D. and Julian Casablancas for Converse. Download the track HERE.

Sadly it does sound like a made for commercial track.

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to beat the heat 



Werner Herzog's Antarctica documentary, Encounters at the End of the World, opens tomorrow at Film Forum.

Cool in every sense.

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this shit is... 


aethiest bananas.

watch this man explain to kirk cameron how the banana is not only perfectly suited for the human hand and mouth, BUT it's gay... i mean blind... i mean proof that there is no such thing as evolution.


via boing boing's directory of wonderful things. wow.

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6.08.2008

chew on this 




food glorious food

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6.03.2008

my week. 

remember the last time i had a picture of the telectroscope on 'my week'? this is it. here you can almost see four blurry londoners.


no trip(s) to the telectroscope would be complete without more pictures of the brooklyn bridge. so here she is, at night. damn girl, lookin' good. sorry for the redundancy in the pictures, but i've been in that area a lot lately. and it's a pretty area!


another summer of free concerts kicked off at the south street seaport. 'wire' played. not 'THE wire'. just 'wire'. lily demonstrates proper free concert etiquette.


feeling nostalgia for summer '05 and all the drunk fun that was orchard bar, we decided to show our tan, sweaty dance faces at hanger. just like old times, sarah and co. dj'd the night away. and despite her expression, i think sarah was actually happy to see us.


saturday night i went to an art show in dumbo. man, everyone's getting more action than me...


mike weber, a friend of mine, had a piece in the show. this is a detail.


meet mr. hemingway. he was hanging out at the piers on sunday. he's a mckaw, and supposedly a real talker, though he was shy with us. we're not sure if he's gay, but he's definitely our pet of the week.

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