while my shine continues to get bigger and brighter, the inner me is getting noticeably darker. i am realizing that i need to do something very bad. soon. this has nothing in particular to do with this post but you can def blow me. =)
and now. the 3 versions of kanye west's flashing lights (which one do you like best? i like the first one which is a spike jonze offering:
♫ i had to remind myself this morning that it is NOT halloween.
especially since i saw a grown man in a full superman outfit walking down 1st ave. the cape was flapping behind him and everything. and he was serious about it. he had shades on. and was ignoring the people in my hood as they laughed in his face.
i'm not sure where he was going, but i'm sure he made someone's day.
i am going to start hating on the two of you every time i hate you guys' posts. this is a warning. and this is the reality. i hate dogs. i hate posts on dogs. and i hate the dog that i have yet to meet but i will soon be living with. i swear they better train that shit. first piss or shit on my shoes or clothes and you will see the little bitch/baby mother fucker come out!. WATCH ME!!!
-its a good thing
ps. DOGS ARE DIRTY!!! THEY POOP!! AND PISS!!. FUCK!
Yes. It is that time. I am letting Bad Greg come out and play. My recent trip back to singledom has made me throw caution to the wind. Which, will be a lot of fun for me and equally as entertaining for all of you.
The Chronicles won't really change too much. It will still stay anonymous but it will be a bit more current. A lot of the entries in the past have been tales from last year. Now, you'll get them like it was breaking news on CNN.
this was the only good thing i saw in boston. not only were 4 out of 5 of these bitches hot, the three i talked to were cool as hell. and guess what? they werent from FUCKING BOSTON. that says a lot. thanks for the suggestions on places to go out, ladies. these chicks work at a new bar which is in the centerfield of fucking bullshit ass fenway park called "bleacher bar". believe me, it might be the only place in boston worth going to.
ps. let me say that another cool thing was the staff at bodega. they were cool as hell too and shot the shit for a minute giving me the ill discount on my shoes and clothes (pretty awesome discount i must say). and they also gave me suggestions on what to check out. but!, the best part is, i go to the guy ringing me up and ask him "where can we go out tonight?" the guy(a white guy who grew up in jamaica) looks at me, shakes his head, smirks and says, "boston sucks, man".
keep winning your world series' and all that....we are beating you in LIFE! you fucking piece of shit racist city.
i would just like to say that i have in my possession the most awesome folding bike (in blue) known to man. and it's all mine. i plan on using it to join rain's bar bike gang and ride the streets of ny. drunk. in heels. and my purse hanging off the handle.
don't hate. although, i know rain is a tad bit jealous right now.
A little break from the usual Chronicles formula I'm actually writing about something that happened recently. Last night to be exact.
I went to a friend's work happy hour event. This chick I knew from HS. She is a kewl, fly chick. So I figured that it would be a nice place to go chick hunting and at worse I'd chill with my friend and her coworkers.
I get there and its my friend and 20 guys. What a disappointment! hahaha. Not to mention the place was filled with suits. So I figured that the chickies would be tough to come by.
But you know me. I always make it happen.
On one of my trips to the bar I get into some banter with this chick. I didn't think anything of it, but I noticed that she was checkin me out from across the bar. She was there with a bunch of coworkers so I figured I'd try and strike up a conversation next time she broke away from the rest of the chicks.
Side note: This is why I need a wing man / wing chick. Life would have been so much easier if I had some back up.
I got a quick chance to talk to her on her way out and she was almost runnin out of the place. But wen i was talkin to her she seemed really receptive and engaged. She seemed like she wanted to talk but she was walkin away at the same time it was the weirdest thing
See my thing is if she was interested don't you think she would have stopped and had the conversation? Its kinda hard to talk to a chick as she is walking away from you.
After mentioning this story to a friend, she said all you had to do is say the right thing. You had to say that one thing to stop her in her tracks. I do have those kind of skills but after a couple of months of being out of the game I already forgot how to close. Very not cool.
I'm not the relief pitcher, i'm the closer... Well I use to be. hahhahah
does anybody else remember these from back in the day? i recall seeing these the first time when i was younger and thinking: damn that was different. dont quote me on this but i think some of these were band (is that spelled right?) because he was using underage kids in some of these ads. but nowadays it seems everybody and their mama uses that voyeuristic / amateur look. anyway, i hope this inspires somebody to do something bad.
yes. its barely 11am. and at the office people are already talking about what to get for lunch. looks like we are ordering from a place called "bbq chicken and beer"(menu page link). sounds awesome at 11 in the morning, right? i was looking through their website (official) and had to post this crazy thing they have. popcorn chicken and a drink in 1 little neat container. semi brilliant sans the fact that your chicken will probably get cold because of the drink underneath. but, i tell you what, it would have been awesome to have been part of the design process on that thing.
this is a public service announcement: please take a moment out of your day to google yourself. just to make sure nothing funky shows up. if you have a common name, then you're a lucky bastard. but you might want to know what other people with your name are up to then...
the bf sent me this video off of some random crazy website he goes on at work. i watched 3 minutes of it, and then went on a frantic search for it on youtube and straight to his website. the video is dope and his website is even doper.
i love love love when i log into google and the logo has changed for the day. what i love even more is that the contest they are having for youth to design the logo themselves. i believe the opportunities it opens up for the youth is amazing.
cast your vote here for the design you like the best.
i don't know about you, but i need coffee to get through the day. luckily, dunkin' donuts is doing a free iced coffee day on may 15th from 10am-10pm. i think on my way to work i will hit up every single DD along my route (and reroute a bit to make it a grand total of 3 DD's) and pick up an iced coffee at every single one.
advanced screening of "deathbowl to downtown" on thursday may 8th. the film is about the history of the new york skateboard scene. if you dont got tickets, get on the phone and try to get some. shit looks dope. I GOT MY TICKET!!
I made plans to meet up with this girl who was a friend of a friend. We had seen each other at a couple of parties and we would have a little conversation here and there. I thought she was pretty fly. So, I invited her out for some drinks.
We met up just the two of us at this lounge. When we walked in, I asked her if she wanted to sit at the bar or in the booths. I was trying to figure out where her head was at. She wanted to sit at the booths. I was thinking alright. This girl wants to get close and cozy.
We had a couple of drinks. The conversation was flowing and the alcohol was flowing. It started turning into a drunken haze. I would be all into the convo and step back and notice she was sitting right next to me. Get back into the convo. A few minutes later, step back, and I had my arm around her. Then, her leg was on top of mine. Then, we were talking mad close. We were getting closer and closer.
Realizing what was happening, she pulled back. She said a bunch of reasons why we can't let this happen tonight.
I told her, look you know we came here for a reason and we're definitely vibin each other. Lets just chill and let whatever happens happen.
We ended up staying at the bar for a little while longer and she ended up coming home with me. We trained it back to my place. Her stop came up and I said if you really don't want this to go down tonight you could just get off here. She said naw. I want to go home with you. Damn, I guess all I needed to do was say the right thing.
I told this to my boy Rain, and he couldn't believe that I had the balls to say what was exactly on my mind. Not only that but that she actually went home with me knowing that. Sometimes all it takes is saying the right thing.
(By the way, this is THE story that snowballed into this section being on this blog.)