A prayer and a kick against the Buffalo Bills gave the Giants the Super Bowl XXV championship, affirming the connection between church and sport - and spawning an obsession with NFL Football in a regular Bed-Stuy Brooklyn Kid. This is the Monday after the 2008 NFL draft and of course that Brooklyn Kid's main arteries are pumping Giants Blue. Oh yea...i'm talking about myself. Anyway, I found this video on my favorite Giants Blog, Giants 101. I like it, so i'm fucking putting it on...
Monday, April 28, 2008
Moving in to the New Diggs
As the first post on my new blog I feel like I need to show you all around. Over there to the right is the living room, where I entertain the guests... Audiovox IPod Docking station where I play everything from the Hot Chip album to bootleg Live Radiohead performances. 32" Insignia Plasma Flat Screen HD Television where I catch up on my Giants games. Labtop where I share my music, and discuss sports.
To the left is the study. Plywood bookshelf being gradually filled with books ranging from classic fiction, to biographies, to self help. I also go there to write. Musings that are too progressive for the myopically minded, or my theories for new e-commerce merchandising and distribution models, or an essay on technological adoption theory as it applies to Hi Def Television consumption from the perspective of an HD Programmer. You know... the regular thing a man writes when sitting in solitude.
To the back and to the left is the kitchen - where I look in the fridge before making the call for take-out of making the move to go grab food at one of the Several local eateries. THANK YOU GOD FOR CREATING THE EAST VILLAGE.
There's the john, where i read magazines and well...the rest is private.And lastly, there is the bedroom.
All in all - this is my private word, where I say whatever the FUCK I want. Enjoy.
(PS. This was a really really unorthodox way of describing what I will be writing about. In actuality, i have no privacy at all as I live in studio in the East Village with my girlfriend...inflation is a bitch)
To the left is the study. Plywood bookshelf being gradually filled with books ranging from classic fiction, to biographies, to self help. I also go there to write. Musings that are too progressive for the myopically minded, or my theories for new e-commerce merchandising and distribution models, or an essay on technological adoption theory as it applies to Hi Def Television consumption from the perspective of an HD Programmer. You know... the regular thing a man writes when sitting in solitude.
To the back and to the left is the kitchen - where I look in the fridge before making the call for take-out of making the move to go grab food at one of the Several local eateries. THANK YOU GOD FOR CREATING THE EAST VILLAGE.
There's the john, where i read magazines and well...the rest is private.And lastly, there is the bedroom.
All in all - this is my private word, where I say whatever the FUCK I want. Enjoy.
(PS. This was a really really unorthodox way of describing what I will be writing about. In actuality, i have no privacy at all as I live in studio in the East Village with my girlfriend...inflation is a bitch)
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