not goodbye

Well I guess technically it is goodbye, to confetti in my hair. But we're still friends! Thank you for your loyalty and support over the years, this has been much fun. See you all in Queens...

8-2-08
Grayskull is packed up

cameraphone closeout, part 5

This last batch kinda sucks, but I'm an OCD blogger so I had to do it chronologically. Incidentally, why am I blogging on moving day?

7-29-08
Sent to El Toro for research purposes

7-16-08
Local services

7-13-08
Devil drink tickets at soccer post-party

7-11-08
Big Mose

7-9-08
Feist in Prospect Park

7-9-08
Weird ad

7-5-08
Great Amherst bar

7-5-08
"This used to be Pinnochios..." I was driving when I took this

6-28-08
Cross-stitched air conditioner injury

cameraphone closeout, part 4

6-19-08
Don't believe the hype

6-19-08
"You look great!"

6-19-08
Tough night in Jackson Heights

6-15-08
Hands & Knees rocks Don Pedros

6-6-08
Don't miss it

6-6-08
View from Water Taxi Beach

5-13-08
El Toro cooked something colorful

5-11-08
Jenny's puppy is so cute that I get angry

5-10-08
Hirsch bourbon, $39 a glass (I split one with Mert)

4-29-08
Local Burn

4-24-08
Employee Appreciation Gift

4-14-08
A clever "mash-up" of two subway advertisements

4-7-08
Underbrush in the exact same spot where the mattress blocked my path

cameraphone closeout, part 3

3-25-08
Curry #2 (success!)

3-25-08
Curried chicken and rice experiment

3-21-08
Ever take a picture to prove a point then forget what the point was?

3-16-08
Goofin' at the Sugar Shack

3-14-08
*marlo* outside the Vortex

3-2-08
MTV studio bathrooms

2-25-08
Strawberry mustard chicken pepper stir-fry

2-22-08
5 seconds of beauty in Bushwick

2-4-08
One night I put sardines in mac and cheese

1-8-08
Jesse and El Toro

cameraphone closeout, part 2

10-14-07
My truck, soon before its death

On October 14th, I attended a cat show, hoping for a little Best in Show action. It was all that and more but I forgot my camera at home. These are the cameraphone b-sides.

cameraphone closeout, part 1

For chronology, start at bottom and scroll up. There are a few re-posted pics, don't be mad.

12-9-07
Jets Stadium, Jersey

11-11-07
"Must've tried your cooking!"

11-3-07
OK

10-31-07
A serious problem in our neighborhood

10-21-07
Sometimes at a party a person falls asleep with your cat and you have to take a picture because hey, that shit is cute

10-21-07
Ancient Mystic

10-21-07
Sometimes at a party you fall asleep and someone uses your cameraphone to take a picture of themself and then makes that picture your background

10-15-07
Gotham City bakery van

10-15-07
Note to my landlord

10-13-07
The Trash Train (my favorite)

10-8-07
Cowboy Fung Wah driver, Connecticut

closing time

Yeah I know I've said it before but this time it's 100% wicked double true. After the move this sunday, no more blogging on confetti. I will be writing elsewhere on internet, and if you ask me real nice I might tell you where.

I still want to post a bunch of photos here before I sign off though, so stay tuned...

cool hands

No more dental talk eh? Don't worry, be happy.

So I've had a couple new entries in my favorite game- "which celebrity is Jesse."

Last night a girl named Danielle said Joe Strummer from The Clash, which isn't quite right, but which I appreciate. Danielle had a bit of a head cold.

My former friend Desiree recently said Steve from Blues Clues. She's out of the will.

In other news, El Toro, who is moving in with her boyf, reserved a UHaul truck three days ago and will be picking it up half a mile from our house. I waited a day longer and will be picking up my UHaul in Far Rockaway.

When I first moved here my co-worker Henry, a lifelong NYC resident, told me Far Rockaway was the most dangerous neighborhood in the city. This city has a lot of neighborhoods; to be the worst, it must be pretty bad.

An architect I met last night will be joining me on my trip to Far Rockaway with a video camera to chronicle the perilous journey. I'm not convinced he'll still have his camera by the end of the trip. Stay tuned.

10-3-07
Glamour Shoes

one wafer-thin mint for the gentleman

I can't believe that I left that bloody paper towel as my last post for two days, that lacks class. (It's a stranger's blood by the way, which makes it less gross.)

Brief update- much less pain, the swelling is subsiding very slowly. In a fit of rage against my dentist, I visited the jazzman, a swingin' dude with a ton of good reviews on Yelp.com. He was great, he used unorthodox techniques from the UK, his office is in a cool part of the city, he accepted a payment plan and he has been calling me every day to make sure I am okay. (to be honest the daily calls have been a little much, but people tell me that's because I have trust issues.)

I went back to my crusty old dentist today and, like a jealous boyfriend, he is angry about the new guy, he says jazzman did it all wrong, ruined everything, is gonna cost me more in the long run. "Jesse I teach these procedures at NYU, I probably taught your new dentist, what's his name anyhow?!" The jazzy new guy, by contrast, doesn't mind if I still see my old dentist sometimes. "I mean, the other guy's a square, but I'm into open relationships."

Easy boys, I've got enough teeth to go around!

Anyhoo, I'm getting a root canal in a couple weeks, just like in cartoons, except without the mallet, the ten-foot drill or the ice pack tied to my head with a ribbon. For now the weirdest thing is that I can't open my mouth more than an inch to get food inside, even though I can chew just fine. This means I am on a, um, "thin food" diet, i.e. crackers, pizza, crepes, etc. How odd.

bushwick bleeding

I wasn't convinced my dentist did his duty today so I revisited my local hospital tonight, with a Flavr-Ice on my aching jawline. This blood was on the floor in the waiting room. Did you ever see Jacob's Ladder? Yeah.

walkin' tall

Kristin at work said that my swollen jawline is giving me a "John Krasinski profile." That was probably the highlight of my day.

Personally, I'm not seeing the sculpted jawline of Jim from The Office. I look in the mirror and see what it would look like if I was chubby on one side, regular on the other. A regular Harvey Dent I am. If Kristin had called me Harvey Dent, I would've burst into tears.

In related news, have you guys heard of this Dark Knight movie? It was really good to watch for entertainment! I'm very proud of Hollywood.