MYSPACE

I finally did it. I got sucked in. At first I was just going to make Rosco an account, but then as my curiousity was peaked I switched it. I now have a full-on myspace account... What can I say, I'm weak of mind.

Midnight romp...

Finally, we got a little snow worth mentioning. We all bundled up and headed out to the park last night around midnight, to catch the snow before it melted off in the morning. It was really pretty out, and really quiet. Rosco had fun runnin' around in her pink parka. I can't wait for more. I've become addicted to the weather channel. I want a snow storm, darn it!!

Does not compute...

I think I my have lost my writing capabilities. My last blog was supposed to come across as sarcastic yet funny. I pretty sure it came across as bitter and jaded. I guess I'm a little rusty at the blogging or writing or being funny. This all only came to my attention when Eric read my blog and said I sounded bitter or jaded or something. Then Andrea said sounds like New York is wearing on me. Not really, I think I was just trying to give an idea about sometimes subway travel.. and it came out wrong. That's not to say that I don't miss Oregon, especially because my mom is going home soon, yeah! So, here's something enjoyable about New York to brighten your day: I recently did some Washington Heights shopping (you know, my hood) and I got two sweaters, three pairs of shoes, and a hat for thirty-one dollars... and they say shopping in New York is expensive.

The Subway, Harry Potter, and other stories...

My "commute" to work is usually around thirty-five to forty-five minutes on the subway. We do own an ipod, but I find myself enjoying the quiet time reading(with the exception of the occasional crazy person). I just finished the 4th Harry Potter, which is about the size of a dictionary, so it took me a litttle longer than the novels I usually read. For the couple hundred people or so in the world who haven't read Harry Potter books... don't do it, it's a large commitment, and heavy books to carry around in my purse, ya know? No, really they are a lot of fun, and I recommend them to anyone.
The subway is an interesting place. Not for those (Howie Mandel) who are germ phobes. In the winter everyone is so bundled up that no one fits into the seats correctly, so you end up touching a lot of strangers. In the summer, you'll end up touching stranger as well, just the nature of a full car, some are, well, sweaty. If you plan to visit New York, travel on the weekends on the subway. There are loads of "free" entertainment if you don't have a dictionary sized book to carry around. Anyone from dancers, rappers, singers, bongo players, preachers, kids selling candy (not dealn' crack on the streets), and of course the homeless. Some homeless will try and tug your heartstrings, with sad stories of addiction, and just a string of bad luck. Some will try an appeal toward you humor, regular stand up homedians (yes, I obviously don't have their talent). There are also those few who play it to you straight, they need money for drugs, alcohol, or even bum a cigarette. And finally those who slowly stumble from car to car jingling a cup, that you wish they would have used to pee in rather than pee on themselves. I don't mean to sound harsh or jaded, but maybe New York can have that effect on you.... then again, maybe you have just had too many experiences where your charity when arye.
A couple of days before Christmas, Eric and I went downtown to do some last minute shopping. We were feeling exceptionally giving, so we would stop and give small donations here and there, ie salvation army bell ringers. While I was finishing up in one store, Eric went outside to wait for me. He was approached by a man who asked for any change, that he hadn't ate in a while and could really use anything . Eric, against his better jugdement gave the man a dollar, (McDonald's was right next door). The man came back to Eric a couple of minutes later and said" Man, can you believe this I almost won", he was holding up a scratch-it lottery ticket. "I just need one more eight and I'd have five hundred dollars!" I believe Eric couldn't recover fast enough to reply, before the "starving" man walked away. I realize that is one experience of prob. many, and that doesn't mean you shouldn't give, but here in the city, smarter is better, ya know?

My new hero

I just started watching the Dog Whisperer, Cesar Millan, and he is quite a genius. Seriously, he is like the Nanny 911 for pet owners. My favorite part is when he tells them there is nothing wrong with the dog, just it's owners. I'm such a nerd that I actually took notes... no really, I took notes. Anyways, just look how much happier Rosco is.