Brooklyn Bridge, so hot right now

Riding over the Brooklyn Bridge last night, I had to stop, about halfway across with dozens of other cyclists and even more pedestrians. Why?

Because Disney was filming a commercial.

We had to stop and wait (and were asked not to yell) while some jackass dressed as a Disney prince pranced around the center of the bridge and exploited my daily commute.

I suspect that City Hall/DOT wouldn't have allowed Disney to close any of the East River vehicle crossings at 5:30 pm. Both organizations seem to be okay with closing the pedestrian path during the busiest time of the day for a couple of bucks though.

Blast from the past

Guess who called me today. ON MY WORK NUMBER!

No, not Scarlett Johansson--though I'm sure she'll call tomorrow.

LEO! As in: L-E-O.

His update, he's in St. George, Utah working for the daily newspaper there. Apparently he couldn't find work in San Diego. How he was able to find a job in St. George instead baffles me. Then again, many things about Leo are confusing.

How to steal a bike in NYC

Just ask Hector for help.

"David was a very serious child."

Standing by the food table, organizing bread products at my sister's college graduation party over the weekend. Mrs. E., my pre-school teacher approaches.

That's right, my pre-school teacher. You didn't hang out with yours over the weekend?


Ah, pre-school nap time... where I learned some of my best moves for the ladies.

Mrs. E. was old 22 years ago when I was her pupil. Imagine the conversation between she, my girlfriend and I. Go ahead, take a stab. You wouldn't be far off.


To this day, I remain close with some of my best pre-school friends.

For instance… Mrs. E. was happy to learn that I make my living by stringing together words and phrases; disappointed to discover that I don't remember the lyrics to Frera Jaqua in French, Spanish, German, Italian, or Mandarin.

Never make a wrong turn again

Here's my new favorite website--at least for today.



It's called TurnHere.com and the idea is simple and fantastic: short video travel guides of cities and neighborhoods made by the people that actually live there. It's informative and entertaining! I've wasted all afternoon! Hooray!

No film for my Fort Greene neighborhood yet, but surprisingly, Jess' Kensington 'hood is represented here. And so is Red Hook.

They like me, they really, really like me

For whatever reason, I am a headhunter's wet dream. Lately, I've been contacted by a new one about once every one-two weeks. I'm easy going. I let them put me in for whatever position they're trying to earn a commission on. I pull together the writing samples that they want. I put down extensive explanations of just what it is I do or have done. Still, I rarely get an interview through them and have yet to get a job offer.

Again, these are all recruiters that contact me, and not the other way around, so I suppose it's to be expected.

I got a pretty fantastic recruiter email yesterday. It was all reading pretty well until the third paragraph when I stumbled across this gem: "My client is an incredible ad agency in Park City, UT..."

But, I just moved from there less than a year ago. D'oh.

Orphan holiday

Dear CEO:



I just wanted to drop a quick note saying thanks for the BBQ lunch you provided us today.



In the future, you know what would have been even better? Instead of wasting the extra money on lunch, why not give us the effing day off? You know, like the rest of America? Oh, and like all the people in our office who we just merged with.



'Newbies, you get a four-day weekend. Everyone else, here's some slaw.'
Way to boost morale and create a cohesive environment.

Best,
DMo