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The Relationship Between Fun and Winning

Well, the second week of the regular seasons of both of my 3-on-3 basketball leagues is over and I learned a key concept: it’s more fun to win than it is to lose.

As I mentioned earlier, I missed the first night of my men’s league due to having to work until midnight at Marsteller. So, when I showed up last Wednesday for the second game, I was really excited to finally play with my other team. Unfortunately, only 3 of the 5 other guys showed up – meaning each of us would have to play for 75% of the entire night. On one hand that’s great because the more time I have to play, the more I learn about the game. However, I’m still just getting into decent shape so I was fucking exhausted by the end of the fourth game.

The men’s league is very different than the co-ed league. First of all, most players have admitted they’ve played a lot of basketall – though usually it’s just pickup for their entire lives (I’m guessing people who have actually played in school are playing in the division above us). The atmosphere is much more intense with everyone being very competitive and aggressive – even arguing with the ref multiple times during a game! Another thing I’ve realized is that it seems that my team, Time Out, are in a league of our own. It feels like no one else is playing at our level so we’ve been bumped up into casual (as opposed to “extremely casual” which is what I signed up for).

Anyway, we got our asses handed to us, as the stats clearly show. I’d like to add that I won “Stinker of the Game” honors for 2 of our 4 games. Cool!!!!

Ocho Cinco 19.0 15.0 3.5 2.0 0.0 6.0 48.0% 1.0 100%
Ballin’ 16.5 14.0 2.5 2.0 0.0 4.5 38.1% 1.5 100%
Time Out 7.3 8.3 2.3 3.3 0.3 6.8 19.1% 1.5 0%

My co-ed league is such a breath of fresh air compared to the men’s league. Everyone shows up – even the girl who has injured her finger and can’t play – and we all have a good time, joking around while we play. Last week we split our 4 games and this time we improved, going 3-1. Also, whereas last week I got “Stinker of the Game” twice, this week I got “Player of the Game” twice so I’m back to being an average player!

The Lonerz 11.8 11.3 2.0 3.5 0.5 6.5 36.4% 2.5 75%
Damnit! 6.0 10.0 1.0 2.5 1.0 6.5 20.7% 1.5 50%
ZS-CBB 11 3.0 4.5 0.5 4.0 0.5 9.0 13.6% 3.5 0.0%

After both weeks, the Lonerz have gone out to a local bar to drink and make fun of the teams we play. We usually stay until midnight and all have a great time getting to know each other. Perhaps I’d like to change my original hypothesis: you win more when you’re having fun.



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Games 2 for both of my 3-on-3 teams have taken place, but I decided to wait until tomorrow to condense the results into one exciting blog extravaganza! Please be patient all you stats cravers out there. Remember, if you find yourself having difficulty making it between Zog blogs, perhaps the statistical analysis at the NBA Sim will ease your pain.

In music news, I’ve picked up the electric guitar again! Ever since I bought my Taylor back in 2004 I’ve been on a huge acoustic kick. It’s the only acoustic I’ve ever owned and made chords sound great – making songwriting a new, exciting endeavor again. Unfortunately, this meant that I neglected my electric skills – I probably can count the number of times I practiced electric guitar last year on 2 hands! Well, it seems the “newness” has finally worn off the acoustic and I am finally giving my ’78 Les Paul its share of attention.

The first mountain I decided to climb was Stevie Ray Vaughn’s “Pride and Joy” (which came in at #27 on the newest Guitar World’s Greatest Guitar Solos of All Time list). I’ve been pretending to play this song for years now, but never actually took the time to learn all the licks in it much less the timeless solo. About half an hour of furiously pressing the back button on my mp3 player later, I had the thing pretty much nailed! I was so pumped up by getting back into my old habits of playing electric AND learning the full song, that I even went in for a second kill. This time I randomly chose Van Halen’s “Jamie’s Cryin'” – a great albeit deceptively simple rocker. Still, it’s like the solo to Stairway to Heaven (which came in at a commanding #1 on the solo poll). It’s simple to play but sounds like you know what you’re doing!

Also, I’ve finally purchased an iMic to eliminate all the computer hiss and whatever the fuck noise that emanates from my laptop and makes all of my recordings sound shitty. It’s so bad that I’ve been turned off to recording for about a month now because of it. Well, fear not brave stanus readers: the iMic is on it’s way! I even saved a couple bucks by finding it on amazon rather than going my usual (addictive) eBay route.

And speaking of addiction: I had some time to kill between work yesterday and my basketball game so I went into Times Square to hunt down a comic store I remember passing on New Year’s Eve. Turns out it’s Midtown Comics, a two-story tall comic shop. My first impression as I walked in was a small library … but then I noticed that every single book on the shelves was a graphic novel!!!!! I think I was in the store for maybe 10 minutes before I realized I had spent over $100! It was like crack or something … I had to get out or else it was going to consume my life! I quickly paid and got the hell out of there (but not before joining the elite most favorite customer club – $20 free for every $100 you pay!!!!!!)! I am now heavily prepared for my late night comic/book pre-sleep read-fests that have become the norm. And just when you thought I couldn’t top the excitement of this blog … wait for my basketball recap coming up next!!



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  • Zepmoon
    Wednesday, January 24th, 2007 at 10:26 | #1

    Glad to hear you are back to the electric side of life but when are we going to see (hear) more downloadable Stanus music on your music page? Let’s hear a recording of your Stevie Ray solo work and we’ll decide if you have mastered it or not. (smile) Or if that is not ready for prime time, how about some recent Stanus original music?

Lonerz: Week 1 recap of fortune!

Two nights ago was the beginning of the regular season in my co-ed 3-on-3 basketball league. As stated before, my mens 3-on-3 basketball league began a week ago, but I missed the game due to having to work late on a stupid website. I wasn’t going to miss this game as well, and headed over as fast as I could after a quick haircut (luckily, Martin Luther King, Jr. was on my side and I didn’t have to work).

Well, I managed to circle the entire block the school we were playing in was located on twice before finding an entrance (even though I had already been there two weeks ago). As I explained in my previous post, three teams show up each night and play each other twice for a total of 6 games. Unlike the scrimmage, however, I came prepared with my FinePix F30. I felt like Spider-Man as I set up my camera to take photographic evidence of me in action (though I must admit to feeling like Spider-Man in most of my everyday behavior, really).

For the first two games I set my camera in a discreet corner on a bench, partially obscured by my backpack. I figured it would probably be better not having to advise people I wasn’t some creep recording girls running up and down. Ok, so it also would be better not admitting I was recording the games for stats-taking purposes. Whatever. This had to be done! It goes against the very DNA in my makeup to not take stats. Cou(beer pong, ultimate frisbee)gh!

Well, the Lonerz split the first two games and the image for this post includes a composite picture of my first made basket in the regular season. After noticing some of the teams er … larger females hanging out and blabbing in front of my “backpack” I decided I had to move my camera so I’d be able to actually see the games. There was a shelf just at about my head level that was perfect and the other two games came out crystal clear (for stats taking purposes, that is!). So as not to bore everyone with all the individual notes I took, here’s how the night broke down for each team:

ZS-CBB 15 12.0 10.0 3.0 1.0 0.0 3.0 40.0% 1.5 100%
The Lonerz 9.5 10.3 1.8 3.0 1.8 4.5 29.9% 1.8 50%
Angels in the Outfield 7.0 6.5 2.0 1.0 0.0 6.0 25.0% 1.0 0%

I must say that it was quite an eye-opening experience watching the games play back. It became quite obvious from the outset that just being able to quote Michael Jordan’s career stats doesn’t directly correlate into being a good basketball player! It was a hard lesson to swallow as – according to an unbiased formula that weights all the contributions (both positive and negative) a player brings to a game – I learned that I was the “stinker of the game” for not one, but two of our four games.

Now, sure, I was the only player on the team to score in all four games. And I didn’t have the worst or even second worst field goal percentage. I was, hands down, the best dribbler on the court. But I would react to all of my missed shots and turnovers and allow my defender to take advantage of this hesitation. Also, I just wasn’t putting 100% into anything the entire time. I was disgusted watching myself mosey around on the court, letting rebounds bounce over my head and not jumping for them. I have decent reflexes, I just wasn’t willing myself to actually do anything. Blah!

Still, there is hope. Last week, Cassie commented on the fact that I didn’t mark the people I was defending at all and I made a concious effort to do so. It showed in the video as I think only one person got a shot off over me. Furthermore, I never let a person get past me and drive to the basket. One thing at a time! Luckily, today is another game – this time in my men’s league – so I will focus on upping my rebounds this match. May the basketblogs never stop!

New York Moment of the Blog: On my way back from getting lunch yesterday I passed Elvis Costello and his wife Diana Krall walking their two kids in a double stroller. I didn’t stop and stare, but I can’t believe New York is cool enough where you can just brush up against famous entertainers and it’s no big deal.

productive 48 hours

Can’t believe it took me this long to comment, but James Brown, creator of the great genre of funk, has died. Here’s a fun little fact about the man. Last year, at the age of 72, Mr. Brown played 100 shows. Kind of a dedicated musician. Goodbye, James.

My first regular season 3-on-3 basketball game was supposed to take place last night … and only 7 blocks away from work! At around 2pm, it seemed like I was never going to get any work – I spent most of the day listening to Stern and working on various creative projects. Unfortunately, at 3pm I was sucked into a fire. A site that was scheduled to go live 8am the next day was nowhere near finished and the head programmer was leaving. Normally, I wouldn’t have cared that the thing was dropped in my lap and I was going to have to stay for a long time to finish it … except not only did I have a basketball game, but I had all of my teammates shirts in my backpack.

Things got worse when I wasn’t able to escape the office until 10 minutes before my game was scheduled to play. I sprinted the 7 blocks to the gym and made it in time to hand out the shirts and apologize for ditching my balling responsibilities. Then I hoofed it back to work as the only remaining coworker was waiting to let me back in (as a temp, I still don’t have a key to the door). With all of my other obligations taken care of I knocked out all the necessary changes to the site and finally left for home … at midnight!

It was a grueling, exhaustingly long session, but my boss gave me today off as a reward. Good thing too, as all of the furniture I ordered from Ikea arrived at noon. Three hours later, I had 5 new pieces put together and my room was finally starting to resemble a place where a human can sleep (no, the clothes are still in a gigantic pile on the floor).

The rest of the day was spent sleeping and putting up some new pics in my photoDB. I’ve added a new folder for the first semester of my senior year of college – when I moved into the infamous 736 I apartment with Jeff C[removed], Andrew Edwards and Fallah “Floobz” Madadha. This is only a beginning, as so many great pictures were taken that year – but I’m still trying to locate them all. I’ve also ballooned the Spring Break Miami folder to 49 pictures thanks to some generous donations from the Jeff C[removed] collection (some of these photos I haven’t seen in 5 years). The folder is currently still being ordered, but I didn’t think anyone else would care so I’ve linked to it, anyway. Alright, I must get to sleep so I can go back to work tomorrow 🙁

UPDATE @ 1:17am [01.14.07] – The Spring Break Miami photos are now in chronological order so enjoy 1) the complete adventure and 2) my OCD-like need to keep these in the correct sequence. Let these two sleeping beauties escort you on your way to new photoDB content!

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  • Friday, January 12th, 2007 at 11:24 | #1

    Stanus is my surname!!
    What’s that?

  • Friday, January 12th, 2007 at 11:27 | #2

    I saw the Godfather back in 2001. Great performance. Interestingly enough, at the same venue I saw Michael “I kissed James Brown’s dead body at his funeral” Jackson at that same concert!

the zog blog

I apologize for how horribly this is written, but it’s been sitting here, waiting to be written for several days and I just had to get it finished to move on with other projects.

First mentioned in November, I have joined a 3-on-3 basketball league thanks to the good people at ZogSports. Yes, I was obsessed enough to join both the mens league and the co-ed league to double my weekly basketball fix (I used to play Brandon about twice a week back in the old, glorious Pink Sock days and desired this amount again).

I corresponded with a few of the guys from my men’s league team, but things were mysteriously quiet on the co-ed front. But that didn’t phase me really as I guess there wasn’t much that needed to be said before the first event: a pre-season scrimmage.

How Zog creates the divisions within the leagues is actually well done. First, people sign up either as individuals or as full teams. They select what degree of playing skill they think they have from extremely casual to casual to player (take a guess where you think I fell). However, they don’t just immediately throw teams into these categories. To mitigate cheating and make everything at least competitive and fun, the season begins with a scrimmage where each team is “assessed.” Really, all the administrators do is watch you play for a few minutes and determine if you were telling the truth on your registration. It also gives teams an opportunity to meet everyone and at least play once with each other.

Unfortunately, since I had signed up twice, I was given back to back scrimmage dates. The first night, last Tuesday, was with the guys (we are still unnamed) and I must admit that I haven’t run consistantly in about 6 months (two half-hearted jogs in Central Park don’t count). I strapped on my new Adidas Gil Zeros (my god these shoes are hot) and prepared myself for the blood bath.

As soon as I set foot in the gym I wondered if I had made a mistake. I watched two teams before me full of over-six-foot guys pounding the ball and making shots. I walked over to the side of the gym where people were wearing red (my team was asked to wear this color so we could identify ourselves). Luckily, it turns out I was watching several teams from way harder playing skills, as my team consisted of two guys over 40, a large guy, and another guy about my age and height. They all turned out to be nice guys, and I had a great time … losing all of our scrimmage games.

The very next day I put my basketball playing outfit back on and met my co-ed team. This time I was a lot less intimidated as I felt the other teams we were playing were more at our level. Just like my men’s team, everyone on my co-ed team was an individual who had signed up, however here we were all novices. I had heard a few things from my men’s team about what to expect so I was nominated to be my co-ed team captain (seriously, it doesn’t mean anything except I had to pick up our shirts). I quickly used my new found clout to suggest a name (I was going for “Mavericks”) but the team chose “The Lonerz.”

Anyway, be prepared for lots of details to come forth about this new adventure. And don’t be too surprised if my natural talent is finally realized and I am suddenly whisked away to play starting point guard for the professional team in Dallas!



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  • Zepmoon
    Wednesday, January 10th, 2007 at 12:40 | #1

    Ok, this is a cool aspect of your basketball fetish that I am looking forward to you blogging more on. I especially want to read about some hot 40 year-old fat man-on-man court action! Take some pictures. One question, where did the name “The Lonerz” come from?

  • Wednesday, January 10th, 2007 at 12:41 | #2

    I was trying to get the team to chose the name “Mavericks.” So, as we were brainstorming for a name, I mentioned how we were all individuals who had signed up and should be called “something like the Loners … or Mavericks.” Unfortunately, they chose Loners 🙁

  • tite
    Wednesday, January 10th, 2007 at 12:42 | #3

    If your true basketball shot is anything like your beer pong shot, I’d be surprised if you make the third-string team at the New Hampshire Typewriter Maintenance School for Deaf Women…

  • Wednesday, January 10th, 2007 at 12:43 | #4

    Fess up, gentlemen. I’ve heard that exact same joke uttered by the webmaster at Z-news. Tell me that’s not some joke handed out to all Air Force officers!

duh … I’m Spider-man

Well, since Brandon and Stever both did it, I had to throw my virtual hat into the ring.

You are Spider-Man
You are intelligent, witty, a bit geeky and have great power and responsibility.

The Flash
Iron Man
Green Lantern
Wonder Woman

Click here to take the “Which Superhero am I?” quiz…



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  • Sunday, January 7th, 2007 at 13:22 | #1

    Consequently, I’m 63% Dr. Doom and 52% Lex Luthor in the Super Villain quiz at “Blessed with smarts and power but burdened by vanity.” If it means being able to shoot laser beams out of my hands, I’ll take it.

  • toine
    Sunday, January 7th, 2007 at 13:25 | #2

    well i was the thrid one to actually take the quiz and i got superman at 80% and teh greenlanten at 65%

Wrap on 2006

Happy New Year! Let me be the first to tell you that you know it’s going to be a good one when the last three digits are James Bond’s secret killing license.

The month of December has been quite the whirlwind of events. In fact, probably enough to fill about 2-3 full blogs, but I’ll attempt to boil down the essence of each topic into a paragraph or two and spare you all my rambling.

Football League
My first, much ballyhooed foray into the world of fantasy Football ended on a bittersweet note: I lost the championship by 1 point. Still, I’m emboldened by the fact that I knew nothing about football and managed to claw my way to second place on luck. Unfortunately, proven in many March Madness tournaments across the nation, now that I’m starting to know about the sport I will undoubtedly only do worse in future fantasy battle.

The Syckes Xmas Tour of 2006 included three celebrations in as many cities in as many days. Steve and I first had Xmas Eve at Casa de Zepmoon with our extended family. Steve and I were first to arrive on the scene, and were forced to open a gift immediately. Inside: Tiger Woods 2007 and a third PS3 controller. The three blogging members of the Syckes clan rushed down to Herr Z-News’ 57 inch HD tv to try out the beast (I had brought over my PS3 in anticipation). It was as good an experience as I had remembered Tiger Woods being (my roommates and I played many a game of Tiger 2002 back in the day). Perhaps even more so now that it’s been simplified even more.

Dad confided that he was thinking of going towards Sony’s competitor and picking up a Wii – as the controls are much more user (and senior) friendly! I can’t complain about the little motion detection I’ve used in games (NBA 2k7 allows you to move the controller like a shot for free throws) – but I’m a bit reserved about what types of games this type of controller will cater to. Truth be told, I have a lot of trouble seeing how one would play a Metal Gear Solid or Final Fantasy and any traditional platformer game with arm movements and gyrations. Perhaps I’m just limited in imagination. Then again, I’m no professional game designer (not yet, anyway!!!!).

Next up were stops in Rockville, MD and Woodbridge, VA for season celebrations with my Mom’s side of the family. Though no PS3 was played, gifts were swapped, stories were exchanged, and good food was had. Steve and I even went through an old yearbook of Mom’s – and Stever’s insistance on asking what decade each photo was taken lost none of its charm throughout the evening.

New Year’s Eve
As the end of the year creeped nearer and nearer I began to wonder if I had chosen the right move in announcing I would be spending New Year’s in Times Square. Several of my friends had done it before and talked about the endless hours of standing around in freezing cold weather – not drinking and not peeing – cramped in an endless tide of people. Hmm … my experience was completely tame.

Cassie came up to brave the elements with me and we first stopped at Chipotle – the burrito artists! Then we walked the 15 or so blocks from Union Square to Times Square. The closer we got to the famed viewing locale, the more people started to appear on the sidewalks but it never really got as overwhelming as had been described to me. When we got to 42nd and 7th Ave, we finally ran into police barricades and were told we couldn’t go any further. Cassie decided to try her luck at a quick bathroom break (re: 45 minute line) and we started to make an attempt from the other end of Times Square.

We found ourselves in a busy cattle-call of people walking briskly – stopping only to pick up 2007 party glasses. At every street we would come to we would look up towards where we thought the giant ball was, only to not see anything and being told by cops to keep on moving as the street was closed. Finally, we hit Columbus Circle – 17 blocks north and 1 block west of where we had started. We saw the ball!!!! That blessed, glowing orb that signals the ushering in of a new era – one free of war, regret, baggage and full of promise, hope, and new dohblogs. Then a cop told me to get the hell out of the way so a giant, tinted-windowed van could come through. We moved on.

We finally hit 7th Ave again – though now we were at 59th street. Now the realness of a mob began to hit. We slowly made our way to 51st street. Each progression went the same way: first we would be in a huge crowd just standing around doing nothing. Twenty to thirty minutes later, all of a sudden, we would feel a mad rush in one direction as a cop on either side would open a gate and our throng would be let through to the next stop. The pushing wasn’t the worst I’ve experienced, but it was powerful and Cassie had someone sneeze directly into the back of her head. I experienced the pleasure of a child exploring my inner thigh (careful note to FBI: that is sarcastic).

At each hour, fireworks would go off around the ball and little pieces of paper with inspiration words such as “cheer,” “dance,” and “celebrate” would reign down upon the crowd (the other side of these slips would be – in giant, bold, red – the Target logo). When the final 30 seconds arrived, giant numbers ticked down on the tv display and everyone held their cameras and phones high into the air to capture the moment. Other people remembered to cheer and celebrate.

Immediately after, all the tension was gone. No longer were we confined to our pen – people started to slowly seep out in every direction. It had been a mild weather, tame behavior, easier than expected event but it was a great experience. I would definitely do it again (though a big differently) but I will have to put a few years in between that try.

Review of 2006
As a reward for getting through this wordy wrapup here’s even more for you! As I did in 2005, I have reviewed and ranked all of the entertainment I experienced or was involved in for the year and packaged it into a tidy little section of it’s own: the Best/Worst of 2006. Enjoy. And keep your mouth shut if you disagree.

And, in case that wasn’t enough (is it ever?) I have done away with my Mighty Mavs blog. Sadly, it just turned out to be too redundant as there already is a much better, more updated blog about my beloved team. However, I have come to realize the one thing that separates me from all the rest of the NBA community – especially the bloggers: I simulate NBA games full of historical basketball legends! Thus, in the ashes of the Mighty Mavs, the mighty NBA Sim blog has sprung! As PokerJobber proves, it can be hard to do multiple blogs, but I think I can handle this one as I spend so much of my time working on aspects of it already. L8r!



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  • Tuesday, January 2nd, 2007 at 13:44 | #1

    And one final note: 40 new pics have been added to the photoDB! Please exercise extreme caution in viewing some of the ones including Sir Doh!

  • Matt
    Wednesday, January 3rd, 2007 at 15:28 | #2

    Hmm… If our celebration of all that a high five could (and should) be had to lose, I’m glad it was to someone preparing to throw up on someone else.

the fabulous entourage

Last night Alex and I headed out to Sin-e (pronounced like Sinead O’Connor’s first name without the d) to see the Fabulous Entourage – a mix of No Doubt power punk choruses and B-52’s 60’s girl group/boy girl call and response. It was better than I thought, though I grew tired of every song incorporating a four-on-the-floor bass line.

The venue itself was cool. I got a 9:30-type vibe from it as Sin-e was an intimate little place in the East Village. However, whereas the 9:30 club can handle a little over 100 people, this place could hold about 45. I talked to the bassist a little bit afterwards and he mentioned the average age of the band was 27, which got my own music-aspiring hopes up. The set was really short (40 minutes at the most), but it seemed like they had just lost their drummer to mysterious circumstances and played only the songs the skins substitute could handle. It was decent.

Ok, now for some updates in other areas of my life. I received emails from Zog Sports informing me of the two 3-on-3 basketball teams I was on (one for the mens division and one for the co-ed division). The next step is a scrimmage to determine which league we will play in (whether it be players, casual or extremely casual). If you recall, I wanted to be in the lowest league, but now I’m a little nervous that we will have to earn that “honor” in scrimmage.

I also was a little worried about my conditioning since I haven’t run in about 2 months. Seeing as the scrimmages for both of my teams fall on back-to-back nights, I’m going to need to be in much better shape if I don’t want to be full of knots at the end of that week. So I subwayed over to Prospect Park (Brooklyn’s answer to Central Park [even designed by the same guys who thought up Central Park]) and ran a little over a mile. I can’t believe how tight my legs feel today, but it’s the first step towards my professional basketball career!

Oh and I maaaaay have purchased a PS3. Heh. As soon as I discovered the additions to the Create a Player functionality in NBA 2k7 for the PS3 I realized I had to have one now (I usually wait about a year into a new system’s life before getting one). My first few tries at bidding for the 60gb version (re: more expensive) resulted in me being the highest bidder but being significantly under the seller’s reserve price so no one won (these people must have wanted $1000 for a product they paid $650 for). Finally, I decided to switch tactics and bid on one of the 20gb versions, thinking less people would be looking for that and result in lower bids due to this lower demand. I lucked out and grabbed up one that, with the shipping and handling added, is only $40 over what I would’ve paid for a PS3 had I waited in line and bought it in a Best Buy or something. Next gen NBA Sim, here I come!



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  • Monday, December 18th, 2006 at 16:58 | #1

    The 9:30 Club has a maximum capacity of 1200, not 100! If there was only room for 100 I would have been attending some EXTREMELY uncomfortable Smashing Pumpkins shows back in the dizzay.

new couch!

The past couple of weeks have been a part of one of those times in your life you’ll glance over when recounting a story. You know, something like “I was living in Brooklyn for a couple of months until I fell ass-backwards into rock stardom.” So much time that had to be lived through, whisked by in a word or two.

Most of my existence has been assigned to the good people at Marsteller, coding until 6:30-7 (and one time, 11:30) at night! Still, it’s exactly what I needed and I’m making quite the comeback financially. There was a solid month there where I was waiting for one check or another and felt powerless to do anything, but those days are behind me, thankfully.

In my other world, there’s a lot of buzz in the NBA with the announced trade of Allen Iverson. He’s a guaranteed hall of fame basketball player and any team would be lucky to grab him, but the fantastic salary cap (really, I’m a huge fan of this) prevents anything less than a complete gutting of a roster to allow most proposed deals. The result should be interesting (I’m really on the edge of my seat every day when I walk into the office and check my dailies [, ESPN, Yahoo! Sports, and Sportsillustrated ;)]).

The only real news is that the Brooklyn apartment finally has a couch! None of us own a car so we’ve been wondering for some time how to get some furniture in here (at least one is on craigslist in our area everyday). Last week however, Clare came in and alerted us that there was a couch sitting outside our neighbors’ building and Alex and I brought it in. Yes, there are some incriminating stains on it (though I think it’s just ketchup) so I have dubbed it the evidence couch. I am currently breaking it in as I sit and watch the Mavs/Lakers game. Alright, later, peeps.



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  • no imagination
    Saturday, December 16th, 2006 at 17:49 | #1

    we want roommate pics

  • much imagination
    Saturday, December 16th, 2006 at 17:50 | #2

    no we don’t

  • Sunday, December 17th, 2006 at 17:50 | #3


officially a starving artist

Well, it has happened. I have joined the ranks of practically everyone else who moves to a big city to chase their dreams. I starved.

Though I’ve made a lot of money in the past couple of days writing code for Marsteller, I haven’t seen any of it and have just been draining the remains of my savings. Before I got to work yesterday I stopped over at my temp agency’s building and dropped off my timecard. The good news is they turn those into paychecks incredibly fast (they say they only take a day). The bad news is it’s another $4 by subway there and back, and right now that means something. I looked into my wallet while heading to the office and realized I had enough to get me to work and back tomorrow and that was it (my temp assignment has been extended yet again).

Well, when 1:00 came around yesterday I had to continuously remind myself that my entire cash holdings were to be saved for transportation today. Now, don’t be too worried: I had Chinese food saved from the previous night (and most restaurants over feed you) so I had a nice, leftover dinner awaiting my return home. To tell you the truth, it was easier than I thought to not have something to eat until 8:15pm but I wouldn’t recommend making a habit out of it.

Update: I took an hour for lunch today and walked over to my temp agency and picked up my check. And I am very happy and extremely surprised by it! Yay, I’m not starving anymore. For another week, anyway.

Notice the pictures below? When I first designed this layout for I added a section between the blog body and comments called blog bonus. I didn’t know exactly what it would be used for, but it was mainly for anything I’d come up with later. Well, I wanted to introduce the new photo db! I only have a few photos up at the moment (and you’ll notice several years missing) but it’s a work in progress and I thought I’d perform a roll-out deployment. I will be continually adding more photos and will keep all of you updated as well.

The next projects up are creating a nice backend (!!!) for my photo db, the new basketball blog site (can’t say anymore on the subject), and the initial design of a Bond site a la Seinfeld, Seinsmelled.



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