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Welcome to my blog. I will ensure content straight from my ID (go back to pysch 101) and a couple typos.



This blog will have a sample personal stories and observations as well as some things simply to think about.



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Monday, March 16, 2009

New York Dogs

Well... let me say that i'm completely biased on this subject. My views are tainted. They are completely one sided.



First, the best dog in the world is Brandy. My parent's beagle. It doesnt matter that she chews through the carpet or wakes up at 5 am, or even eats an entire wheel of cheese when no one is looking. Just know Brandy is the best.



Second, i am sick an tired of the inhumane treatment that the majority of new yorkers engage in towards animals on a daily basis.



Here is a list of grievances I would file with PETA:


  • Hideous fashion- I dont understand why people feel compelled to put stupid sweaters and hats on dogs to make them cute. Does it make them cute? No? Usually the dog is a whimpy little nothing dog that is hideous to begin with. Its a smoke and mirrors mission. You can't put something cute on a hideous dog and expect people to think the dog is cute.

  • Fuu Fuu Dogs- 90% of dogs in New York are little nothing dogs as described above. They walk outside and shiver and whimper. You see them being carried as an accessory and not walked as a dog. They are no different than a purse. Next thing you will see are girls bedazzling their fuu fuu dogs.

  • Sidewalk bathrooms- Honestly, this stems back to an incident in 9th grade when i stepped in poop en route to Bling Bling at the Whiskey on Sunset (a lot of LA references there... sorry if you are lost). There is no reason why a dog should poop on cement. Its not natural. Its not fresh. Its prone for bad things and disgusting smells. Further... there aren't many hoses to clean your shoes in New York and it behooves me to clean fecal matter in my sink or bathtub.

  • Freedom to be a Dog- Dogs love to sniff and chill, sniff and chill, then go meander to a new spot and sniff and chill. In an apartment, there is only so much sniffing and new smells available. That is why dogs have such a negative rep... You always find dogs near the toilet because that provides the most unique smells. Everything else in an apartment probably smells like pinesol and frebreeze.

A couple tri-state dog shout-outs:

  • Casey Schulweis- Always up to no good. The King Golden Retriever of the UES.
  • "Go" Blue Mintz- You think you are a small fuu fuu dog but you weigh 70 lbs and love eating my rainbow sandals.
  • Lacey Azus- Always a cutie.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

The White Zone is for Loading and Unloading...

Well… This isn’t a long blog post but I wanted to thank everyone for the support thus far. I am going to post a couple times a week. Its hard to claim a productive day at work when I devote time to posting.


So here is the only thing I want to comment on…


This is specific for people that travel and have been to Detroit via the McNamara Terminal… the fountain is the most soothing thing ever. You know what I’m talking about!


I contend that if you have a hangover, you would simply need to sit down and get lost in its greatness.


It’s a miniature version of the Bellagio Fountains.

In all the hustle and bustle of a major airport, the fountain is an eye opening window of tranquility.

In the middle of the criss-cross of travelers, the families searching for their flights, the friends hustling to make their connections, the fountain transcends all barriers (language, race, collegiate affiliation) by providing a subtle touch of reassurance about the persons pending flight. The jets of water pierce up in a perfect flight plan and descend back to the water for an easy and gentle landing. (Look at the little kid in the picture... Mesmerized!)

Easy.

Simple.


Smooooooth.


So, next time you are at an airport, notice the small things. They may distract you from the angst of travel.


NOTE: People from Ohio St do not have the mental capacity to realize the fountain is a piece of art. They would either interpret it as a water fountain or toilet.