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If Terry Richardson ever became a Canine photographer...

Weekend Roundup

This has been a long week. Work was very up and down, which really wore me out. And three of my friends have left/are leaving the country. Tanya, aka Hot Tanya, is off to Sweden. Sonya, aka Sexy Sonya, is gone for a year to The Land of the Rising Sun and Thea, aka Too Hot For Television Thea, is returning to riotous streets of Ecuador.

Here's what's on the agenda for the weekend:

1. Organize the files on my computer, cause it looks like someone/thing had an explosive case of Document diarrhea on my desktop.
2. Take the dog to Prospect Park and break in the new 50ft leash I bought her. I hope to create a false sense of freedom for her.
3. French Lesson at 1.30. I've been taking French for about 7-8 years now. Someone whip out their Texas Instrument calculator and figure out how much money I've wasted. (just kidding, I love my French lessons. They are basically therapy sessions in a different language)
4. Hang out with my friend Thea and help her pop her digital camera cherry
5. Hang out with my Dad, which basically consists of sitting on the floor of his house and watching FoxNews with him. (I love my dad, but c'mon. FoxNews? Dad, you can do better!)
6. Read a book called "Management for Non-Profits" and learn how to take over the world without any ever suspecting a thing.

But then....I have to some how put together 300 press kits over the weekend and have them ready to be messengered out by Monday morning. Now, I normally wouldn't mind that, but jeesh, I need to catch up on my Defamer.com .

Anyway, don't worry about me. I'll be fine. This is just a late night rant.

But I hope you all have a good weekend.

My Dog's Best Friend

You scratch my blog. I'll scratch yours.

In the past two days I've received comments from people outside of my circle of friends. This has been a major boost to my ego (warning: I now feel invincible). The comments were regarding my post about the Nets Arena in Brooklyn (did I just link to my own blog? You bet your ass I did!) And both commenter were nice enough to say they liked my blog. One went so far as to say that he liked my writing style (suck it Hemingway!)

Thank you to my two new friends in the blogosphere. I've linked to OzzyC's blog.

Here is the question I pose to all of you? It's all well and good to link to blogs that you like and would like to share with your friends. But there are a bizillion blogs that are just so deliciously crappy, that I want to share those with my friends too. Is that wrong? Is it mean to link to site that are so bad that you want to shout it from the mountaintop?

FX...a friend for all season

I never liked the show "King of the Hill". It never seemed that funny to me. It just seemed like a ill-illustrated show about what I thought Texans were really like. But FX (what the hell is FX anyway? Does Fox own them? I'll have to research that) has either disabused me of my prejudice. Or they have forced me to like the show by making "Kind of the Hill" available 24/7.

I would say that 90% of FX's programming is a "KotH" Marathon. What once seemed absurd to me, has now become a loyal friend in a fickle world. People, do you hear me? It is ALWAYS on.

Any time there is nothing on TV, I know that I can switch to Channel 58 and catch the butt-end of an episode. What's even nicer is that I never have to feel like I was left high and dry. I know that I can safely rely on at least three more episodes back to back.



FX, I salute you. I salute you for your unwavering commitment to uninspired programming and for helping me to eat up six straight hours of my life on a weekly basis.

Amen.

Won't You Take Me To.....FUGLY TOWN

Frank Gehry is at it again.

Billionaire Bruce Ratner, responsible for the Metrotech Complex in Brooklyn, owns the Atlantic Railyards that lay outside my windows. There is not much of anything there right now: fences and defunct rails. And I'm all for urban development and even gentrification (though I know that's something of a dirty word), but I just don't like Gehry's design (again, blasphemy).



The centerpiece of the plan is the new Nets Basketball Arena surrounded by 17 high rise buildings. The building on the corner of Flatbush and Atlantic (across from the Target) will unseat the Williamsburgh Clock Tower as the tallest building in Brooklyn. How will I give directions to my Manhattan friends when they come out to visit me. I usually tell them to just "walk away from the clock tower".

Anyway, it looks narsty. And it looks like every other building that Gehry has done and probably will ever do.

Enjoy this meager retrospective:

Up Up and Away!

Rick Burtan (left) is the pioneer of astrotourism. He was just featured on 60 Minutes.



With sideburns like these, he could become airborne with a stiff gust of wind.