There’s a Borders about a 10-minute walk from my office at 1 Penn Plaza, aka Madison Square Garden. It’s nice to walk there, but I inevitably end up buying something, so it’s become an expensive hobby but I’ll live.
I finished the biggest project of the year at my job at around 2 today.
It did not occur to me until I spoke to my father for the 157th time where he said he was writing a grant that my youngest brother’s name was an inside joke and not just a coincidence.
Gotta give it up to BAG over at the ‘Mix for his double-link about North Korea.
I don’t know why, but I’ve always been fascinated by borders. I look them up on Google Images all the time. This stuff is great.
“The Hyatt Lodge at McDonald’s Campus is excited about your upcoming stay”
I have excited a lodge.
Most days
I see people with the large sized iced coffee from dunkin donuts and I am like
Dogg there is no need for that much coffee
flowing through your veins and shit
You probably put a lot of sugar in there too, which is bad
The sugar crash is worse than the caffeine crash
You should go with something like Green Tea
Or at least size small
but today I would seem to be that person now wouldn’t I
As they come up.
Today is this:
“When you are hung over, eat fruit. It’s easier on your stomach than water and helps you rehydrate.”
– aram gumoooooosyan
I just bought Don McLean’s American Pie for 99 cents (don’t laugh). That’s some serious value right there.
Every day, I walk past the barber shop in the 34th Street subway station and ask myself, who on earth would get a haircut there? (Besides the people I can see getting haircuts — they obviously would.)
Well, this morning I answered my own question. It was me! I’m going to Phoenix for some R&R today, and I was too shaggy. I haven’t found a barber shop in my neighborhood yet and this was the backup plan and I sort of ran out of time so — ta da! In we went.
I actually had to wait at 9:30 in the morning, which was odd but whatever. I then sat down for a HC by an obviously Russian dude, which brings my streak of Russian/former SSR barbers to three. Anyhow, I gave the ‘structions and we were off.
I’m a no fuss kind of guy, and I like fast haircuts. This was not one of those. Dude spent 25 minutes — twenty five — making sure that every hair on the side and back of my head was the perfect length. Used three different shavers and two sets of scissors.
He then spent, no joke, 45 seconds on the top of my head.
The price of this bewildering cut was $13.
Bryan Joiner 