This past Friday I was a little bored at work, so I decided to ask Ms. Rebecca Rose a question that had been on my mind for a while...... What are the requirements for being a New Yorker? I assumed Rebecca had already qualified, but I wondered what the actual parameters were to be included in this 7 million+ club were. Here is the exact response that Ms. Rose sent me back. I for one think it is dead on.....
Rose's Response:
I fear that I have become a new Yorker! hahaha. I can tell you the biggest reason that people think I am a new Yorker. Fast walking. You have to walk fast wherever you are going. If you are printing something out, walk as fast as you can to the printer. hahaha-- that's what I do and that's what New Yorkers do.
I suppose Yankees doesn't hurt:)
You should talk on your cell phone in a restaurant
You should run for the subway from one train to the other if you hear it.
You should never look up (I know you don't... but I did for a long time) at the tops of buildings.
Apparently you should never refer to the colors of the subways, only the letters and numbers. This I did not know. Now I am aware, though:)
You shouldn't ever be afraid of pickpockets-- at least not out in the open. I feel like real new Yorkers know that this doesn't happen that much.
You also shouldn't be afraid of neighborhoods-- that looks touristy and like you read something somewhere about new York being dangerous.
(do you like how I'm making this all up?)
You can talk on your cell phone.
You should definitely have an ipod!
I don't know if this makes you a new Yorker, but you look like you belong here if you speak to people on the street. I say hi to the vendors I pass every day, and even the homeless man who sits right near 1221.
I think it's new yorkerish if you refer to what side of the street you are on by the directions of a compass. For example-- my building is on the south side of 49th between 6th and 7th.
Those are some ideas. Do you have others?
Okay back to me.
I think this is a perfect list and by this definition I would say I am about 90% a New Yorker right now. Who else has any ideas on this?
Monday, October 31, 2005
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Homecoming Weekend
So finally after three days I felt the desire to actually talk about homecoming. My reasons for waiting so long were threefold
1) I was way too depressed about the weekend being over on Monday and Tuesday to even think about writing about it.
2) I needed a day or two to actually remember enough of what happened, so I didn't write a pile of crap (props will happen anyways though).
3) I couldn't decide actually how to write it.
This weekend was probably the last time I will see all of my friends and acquaintances from college all together in one place. I would be a little more upset about this, but about 92% of my closest friends are within a few hours drive of NYC, with Tim, Sean,Greg, and Kara outstanding. Now this would suck considering that 4 of my top 10 friends from school (I can rank later if you want me to) are out of the area, but write this down:
1) Greg will not live away from Jersey too long. For a 132 LB kid he will really miss the who jersey food scene. My confidence= 100%
2)Tim will most likely move back in the general NY vicinity because 1) His family is from this area 2) Lindsay Taylor (his girlfriend) and her family are from this area. My confidence=85%
3)Sean will move to this area or I will murder him. Also all of his friends live here. But mainly my confidence is based on the fact that I will threaten his life if he doesn't. My confidence= 92% (8% chance I bury him in the Everglades)
4)Kara = No chance at moving to the Northeast corridor. I feel this will be a friend who I will hopefully trade visits with. My confidence=0%
Okay so anyways the weekend= amazing. Best way to go about explaining it will be as I always do..............The return of the running diary!!!!
Friday Oct 21
2:15 PM - Dinger calls me to tell me that Curtis Sumpter is out for the year. At this point I am doing about 50 things at once, so I can clear my desk to leave at 2:45
2:45.5 - PM All Clear, now time to find R. Rose and get on my way down to 'Nova
3:10-5:30 PM - Driving down to Nova, Rebecca and I decide to both play the favorites of our iPod lists, the results= basically a singalong between the two of us. Very campy but very fun. Rebecca is in my top 3 of people to travel in a car with. Always talkative and engaging, I was thoroughly entertained.
5:45 PM - I get to my sisters apartment and she is already annoyed with my friends for being obnoxious. Not good.
7:15PM- After buying the sister some alcohol time to go to my favorite bar at 'Nova (besides when we used to go to McGillicutty's Junior year) BROWNIES!! Oh yeah its homecoming, so I waited for a half hour to get in.
9:00 PM - Kristin and the Noise is getting ready to come on stage in a bit, and Justin is flirting with with a girl!!! Excellent times!!! (On a side not this girl look exactly like a chick I saw on this late night mini series on HBO. Too bad the girl in it was a prostitute in a whorehouse in Nevada)
11:30PM - Dinger swoops in to cockblock Justin. Why you ask? That's just his style. Probably a good thing considering this girl has given everyone in our group of friends the eyes. Maybe she is from that late night show?
12:30 AM - Sean, Justin, Greg, and I leave to go to Wawa to get food. Dinger apparently left to go to Kelly's with the "girl" (all of our minds put together couldn't remember her name).
1:30 AM - Back on West. Kristene (Sean's ex shows up) and he goes and hooks up with her. Hahaha just kidding, I'm lying. We all get to bed around 2, and Justin is sad because his mom couldn't tuck him in, he didn't have his one piece pajamas and his concierge didn't leave him a glass of milk and a candy on his pillow.
Sat Oct 22
10:30 AM - I have my first beer.
12:00PM - We start playing drinking games in my sisters apartment, as she hosts kegs and eggs. Justin shows up halfway through and is a worse friend for not hanging out with us for the full time.
1:30PM - I take my first absinthe shot.
2:30PM - I take my 4th or 5th absinthe shot. I proceed to pass out, and according to my sister, Jinelle verbally abuses me. At this point what really separates the Brian-Jinelle relationship from Doug Christie and his wife? Maybe basketball ability, but that's about it.
3:00PM - For some reason I go out to my car. I think it was to move it closer to to the entrance to my sisters apartment or something. Regardless this decision has a major impact on my day, as I proceed to pass out for 3 hours. At this point I have been drunk since like 8:30 the previous night mind you, and when I wake up I still am buzzing real well.
6:00 PM - I wake up and go back into the apartments.
6:01 PM - My sister goes off on me because I have been missing for three hours. Naturally I left my cell phone in her room, and didn't tell anyone where I was going.
6:07 PM - Jinelle comes down the hall barefoot and crying, asking where Dinger is. I called him 3 minutes before this, and they were waiting outside in the car, getting ready to go to dinner, perfect timing.
6:08 PM - We leave for Manayunk. On the way there we stop at Dinger's sisters house near Saint Joe's to have a few beers. My buzz is now back up to it's earlier stature.
7:30ish PM - We meet Rinne and Mel at some restaurant (that for the life of me I can't remember its name) right on Main Street in Manayunk. Justin and I decide to get in a fake verbal spat to make all of our other friends uncomfortable. It was about 47% effective.
Okay so the rest of this night from about 9PM-3AM was kind of a blur and I don't have a great recollection of time. After we finished our dinner we walked about a block to Leah and Jen's apartment. I can't say enough about how much I like their location and setup of their apartment. It is a dream apartment and location for the 22-28 year old young professional. While we were there we met up with the rest of the crew: Jamie, Leah, Melissa, Mike, Dan, Bobby, Gillian and Marta. As usual with this crew we took our time and hung out, and had a couple of beers before we left. Dinger and Justin were antsy to leave (as Justin had to be up for a tee time/work/yell at his Mexican helpstaff) and they departed with Mel and Rinee.
A while after we left for the Manayunk Brew Pub. Now this place is just like John Harvard's, and Iron Mill Brewery in which they brew their own beer, under their own name. These places tend to be a little more pricey, and there were no brand names available besides Corona, so us Miller Lite aficionados had to open up minds and wallets a little more than usual. Don't get me wrong I love these places, but they have been popping up everywhere over the past few years, and I feel the market is becoming saturated with them.
While we were there we met up with Timmy and Lindsay Taylor, and basically Sean, Greg, Tim and I just bullshitted for most of the night. It was great hearing how Tim's summer went, what he was up to right now, and the fact that he is the MIDDLE SCHOOL BASKETBALL HEAD COACH ! I loved this, and was jealous, because I think it would be so much freaking fun to be a little kids team coach. As per our college style we ended up closing the place down, and left around 2:00 or so.
After we left the bar we decided to go back to Leah and Jen's place to continue the party. We called Justin and Dinger, but Justin was already tucked in with his teddy, and they were back at St. Joe's. About 5 minutes after we walked, as per usual about 3998 shady Guys walked in following the girls. Sean and I, realizing it was a sausage fest, and that we were kinda beat decided to cab it back to 'Nova, finally ending the night around 4AM on West.
Sunday Oct 23rd
Remember how you always dreaded coming home from vacation when you were a little kid, and were upset when it ended? (Well as many of you who were with me on the last night of Spring Break 05 can testify I am still like this, oh well) Well that was Sunday. It was a day filled with goodbyes, after such a brief and euphoric weekend. It started very lazily as Sean, Greg and I rolled out of West Campus around 1, and drove down to South Philly to meet Timmy and LT at Geno's, to dine on Philly's favorite 1,500 calorie food.
(On a side note who doesn't love Tim and LT as a couple? Probably the most fun couple I have ever bee around. I personally will be SHOCKED if they don't tie the knot.)
After leaving Tim and Lindsay at around 2:30 it was time for Greg and I to drive our favorite Floridian to the airport so he didn't miss his plane, beack into his hurricane ravaged state. After we dropped of the Accountant, it was time to go home and Greg and I drove together back to 'Nova. Now You many ask why would I drive about 20 minutes out of my way to Nova before I went home? The reason for this is I needed entertainment for my ride home, and enter stage right a trio of girls who needed a ride home, Katie DiP, Rebecca and Gina P.
At around 3:30 PM or so I picked them up and their presence was exactly what I needed as if I had to drive home alone I would be likely to listen to early '90's grunge music and drive my car off the Turnpike, I was beginning to realize the weekend was over, and getting sad. It was a fun trip back to the NYC as I had fun teasing Katie about her liberal political views and news slants, and I love joking on both Rebecca and Gina P. At around 7 the Matty tour bus had competed his last stop by dropping Rebecca off at her apartment in Manhattan. On the ride back to Long Island I was delighted to listen to an epic New York Giant comeback win on the radio, but also realized this weekend put a close on the "College Years" a chapter of my life. Tear.
Anyways I thought it would be fun to grade all of the people I was this weekend, on how available they were and how much I saw them. Below are my non inflated grades:
Top of the Class
A+ Sean Bennington- We basically hung out for 36 straight hours and were up to our usual shit
A+ Greg Byrne- When do I NOT hang out with him?
A- Dinger- He was back to his old, fun, college self, if only for a weekend, cock blocking and all.
Middle of the Curve
B+ Jamie, Dan, Mike, Bobby, Gillian-As usual the myspace crowd was fun
B +Timmy- He was pretty busy this weekend (as he hadn't seen his girlfriend in a while) but his usually fun self shone through
B Rebecca-Had a hilarious time going back and forth from NYC. A female Dustin.
B Melissa, Mel, Rinee, Marta, Leah
Going to Community College
B- Justin- As usual he disappointed a bit.
C DiPerna, GP-where were you guys before Sunday night?
C- Kara- After Friday never saw her again. Hopefully see her next homecoming.
Wait listed at Central Conn. St.
D+ Nora-Going out for only one night during homecoming is weak. Worse because the excuse was studying
D Cait- Not around our group much at all. Only saw her once for like 3 seconds on campus.
F Chomps- Come on buddy make the freaking trip.
Anyways don't get mad, and please DO leave comments ifIi forgot anypertinentt part of this weekend. I want to hear if anyone else got as sappy about this weekend as me, and felt that they had an EXTREME case of the Mondays on Oct 24th.
1) I was way too depressed about the weekend being over on Monday and Tuesday to even think about writing about it.
2) I needed a day or two to actually remember enough of what happened, so I didn't write a pile of crap (props will happen anyways though).
3) I couldn't decide actually how to write it.
This weekend was probably the last time I will see all of my friends and acquaintances from college all together in one place. I would be a little more upset about this, but about 92% of my closest friends are within a few hours drive of NYC, with Tim, Sean,Greg, and Kara outstanding. Now this would suck considering that 4 of my top 10 friends from school (I can rank later if you want me to) are out of the area, but write this down:
1) Greg will not live away from Jersey too long. For a 132 LB kid he will really miss the who jersey food scene. My confidence= 100%
2)Tim will most likely move back in the general NY vicinity because 1) His family is from this area 2) Lindsay Taylor (his girlfriend) and her family are from this area. My confidence=85%
3)Sean will move to this area or I will murder him. Also all of his friends live here. But mainly my confidence is based on the fact that I will threaten his life if he doesn't. My confidence= 92% (8% chance I bury him in the Everglades)
4)Kara = No chance at moving to the Northeast corridor. I feel this will be a friend who I will hopefully trade visits with. My confidence=0%
Okay so anyways the weekend= amazing. Best way to go about explaining it will be as I always do..............The return of the running diary!!!!
Friday Oct 21
2:15 PM - Dinger calls me to tell me that Curtis Sumpter is out for the year. At this point I am doing about 50 things at once, so I can clear my desk to leave at 2:45
2:45.5 - PM All Clear, now time to find R. Rose and get on my way down to 'Nova
3:10-5:30 PM - Driving down to Nova, Rebecca and I decide to both play the favorites of our iPod lists, the results= basically a singalong between the two of us. Very campy but very fun. Rebecca is in my top 3 of people to travel in a car with. Always talkative and engaging, I was thoroughly entertained.
5:45 PM - I get to my sisters apartment and she is already annoyed with my friends for being obnoxious. Not good.
7:15PM- After buying the sister some alcohol time to go to my favorite bar at 'Nova (besides when we used to go to McGillicutty's Junior year) BROWNIES!! Oh yeah its homecoming, so I waited for a half hour to get in.
9:00 PM - Kristin and the Noise is getting ready to come on stage in a bit, and Justin is flirting with with a girl!!! Excellent times!!! (On a side not this girl look exactly like a chick I saw on this late night mini series on HBO. Too bad the girl in it was a prostitute in a whorehouse in Nevada)
11:30PM - Dinger swoops in to cockblock Justin. Why you ask? That's just his style. Probably a good thing considering this girl has given everyone in our group of friends the eyes. Maybe she is from that late night show?
12:30 AM - Sean, Justin, Greg, and I leave to go to Wawa to get food. Dinger apparently left to go to Kelly's with the "girl" (all of our minds put together couldn't remember her name).
1:30 AM - Back on West. Kristene (Sean's ex shows up) and he goes and hooks up with her. Hahaha just kidding, I'm lying. We all get to bed around 2, and Justin is sad because his mom couldn't tuck him in, he didn't have his one piece pajamas and his concierge didn't leave him a glass of milk and a candy on his pillow.
Sat Oct 22
10:30 AM - I have my first beer.
12:00PM - We start playing drinking games in my sisters apartment, as she hosts kegs and eggs. Justin shows up halfway through and is a worse friend for not hanging out with us for the full time.
1:30PM - I take my first absinthe shot.
2:30PM - I take my 4th or 5th absinthe shot. I proceed to pass out, and according to my sister, Jinelle verbally abuses me. At this point what really separates the Brian-Jinelle relationship from Doug Christie and his wife? Maybe basketball ability, but that's about it.
3:00PM - For some reason I go out to my car. I think it was to move it closer to to the entrance to my sisters apartment or something. Regardless this decision has a major impact on my day, as I proceed to pass out for 3 hours. At this point I have been drunk since like 8:30 the previous night mind you, and when I wake up I still am buzzing real well.
6:00 PM - I wake up and go back into the apartments.
6:01 PM - My sister goes off on me because I have been missing for three hours. Naturally I left my cell phone in her room, and didn't tell anyone where I was going.
6:07 PM - Jinelle comes down the hall barefoot and crying, asking where Dinger is. I called him 3 minutes before this, and they were waiting outside in the car, getting ready to go to dinner, perfect timing.
6:08 PM - We leave for Manayunk. On the way there we stop at Dinger's sisters house near Saint Joe's to have a few beers. My buzz is now back up to it's earlier stature.
7:30ish PM - We meet Rinne and Mel at some restaurant (that for the life of me I can't remember its name) right on Main Street in Manayunk. Justin and I decide to get in a fake verbal spat to make all of our other friends uncomfortable. It was about 47% effective.
Okay so the rest of this night from about 9PM-3AM was kind of a blur and I don't have a great recollection of time. After we finished our dinner we walked about a block to Leah and Jen's apartment. I can't say enough about how much I like their location and setup of their apartment. It is a dream apartment and location for the 22-28 year old young professional. While we were there we met up with the rest of the crew: Jamie, Leah, Melissa, Mike, Dan, Bobby, Gillian and Marta. As usual with this crew we took our time and hung out, and had a couple of beers before we left. Dinger and Justin were antsy to leave (as Justin had to be up for a tee time/work/yell at his Mexican helpstaff) and they departed with Mel and Rinee.
A while after we left for the Manayunk Brew Pub. Now this place is just like John Harvard's, and Iron Mill Brewery in which they brew their own beer, under their own name. These places tend to be a little more pricey, and there were no brand names available besides Corona, so us Miller Lite aficionados had to open up minds and wallets a little more than usual. Don't get me wrong I love these places, but they have been popping up everywhere over the past few years, and I feel the market is becoming saturated with them.
While we were there we met up with Timmy and Lindsay Taylor, and basically Sean, Greg, Tim and I just bullshitted for most of the night. It was great hearing how Tim's summer went, what he was up to right now, and the fact that he is the MIDDLE SCHOOL BASKETBALL HEAD COACH ! I loved this, and was jealous, because I think it would be so much freaking fun to be a little kids team coach. As per our college style we ended up closing the place down, and left around 2:00 or so.
After we left the bar we decided to go back to Leah and Jen's place to continue the party. We called Justin and Dinger, but Justin was already tucked in with his teddy, and they were back at St. Joe's. About 5 minutes after we walked, as per usual about 3998 shady Guys walked in following the girls. Sean and I, realizing it was a sausage fest, and that we were kinda beat decided to cab it back to 'Nova, finally ending the night around 4AM on West.
Sunday Oct 23rd
Remember how you always dreaded coming home from vacation when you were a little kid, and were upset when it ended? (Well as many of you who were with me on the last night of Spring Break 05 can testify I am still like this, oh well) Well that was Sunday. It was a day filled with goodbyes, after such a brief and euphoric weekend. It started very lazily as Sean, Greg and I rolled out of West Campus around 1, and drove down to South Philly to meet Timmy and LT at Geno's, to dine on Philly's favorite 1,500 calorie food.
(On a side note who doesn't love Tim and LT as a couple? Probably the most fun couple I have ever bee around. I personally will be SHOCKED if they don't tie the knot.)
After leaving Tim and Lindsay at around 2:30 it was time for Greg and I to drive our favorite Floridian to the airport so he didn't miss his plane, beack into his hurricane ravaged state. After we dropped of the Accountant, it was time to go home and Greg and I drove together back to 'Nova. Now You many ask why would I drive about 20 minutes out of my way to Nova before I went home? The reason for this is I needed entertainment for my ride home, and enter stage right a trio of girls who needed a ride home, Katie DiP, Rebecca and Gina P.
At around 3:30 PM or so I picked them up and their presence was exactly what I needed as if I had to drive home alone I would be likely to listen to early '90's grunge music and drive my car off the Turnpike, I was beginning to realize the weekend was over, and getting sad. It was a fun trip back to the NYC as I had fun teasing Katie about her liberal political views and news slants, and I love joking on both Rebecca and Gina P. At around 7 the Matty tour bus had competed his last stop by dropping Rebecca off at her apartment in Manhattan. On the ride back to Long Island I was delighted to listen to an epic New York Giant comeback win on the radio, but also realized this weekend put a close on the "College Years" a chapter of my life. Tear.
Anyways I thought it would be fun to grade all of the people I was this weekend, on how available they were and how much I saw them. Below are my non inflated grades:
Top of the Class
A+ Sean Bennington- We basically hung out for 36 straight hours and were up to our usual shit
A+ Greg Byrne- When do I NOT hang out with him?
A- Dinger- He was back to his old, fun, college self, if only for a weekend, cock blocking and all.
Middle of the Curve
B+ Jamie, Dan, Mike, Bobby, Gillian-As usual the myspace crowd was fun
B +Timmy- He was pretty busy this weekend (as he hadn't seen his girlfriend in a while) but his usually fun self shone through
B Rebecca-Had a hilarious time going back and forth from NYC. A female Dustin.
B Melissa, Mel, Rinee, Marta, Leah
Going to Community College
B- Justin- As usual he disappointed a bit.
C DiPerna, GP-where were you guys before Sunday night?
C- Kara- After Friday never saw her again. Hopefully see her next homecoming.
Wait listed at Central Conn. St.
D+ Nora-Going out for only one night during homecoming is weak. Worse because the excuse was studying
D Cait- Not around our group much at all. Only saw her once for like 3 seconds on campus.
F Chomps- Come on buddy make the freaking trip.
Anyways don't get mad, and please DO leave comments ifIi forgot anypertinentt part of this weekend. I want to hear if anyone else got as sappy about this weekend as me, and felt that they had an EXTREME case of the Mondays on Oct 24th.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Mertosexual Matty Makes his return from his 4 year absence.
I'm Back! I am no longer writing from the outpost of Whitetrashville, USA, but from Metrosexualburg, USA. I work on 5th Avenue, in the fashion district, so although I may dress up a lot for me, it is a whole different league, as it is almost a runway show on the way to work. I feel like I am a rookie again and I feel under dressed very often. Because of this, I have awakened the echoes from 2001 and have found my style again. Although I know very few remember this but in 2001-2002 I refused to wear jeans, and made sure that it took me at least 20 minutes to get ready to go anywhere. Yes as a frosh I was very high maintanence. Actually a lot of things in my life remind me of that year right now.
I take public transportation everywhere
I had a devastating sports loss (ND-USC) which made me almost as upset as the Yanks losing the World Series in 2001. I know it seems unfathomable being that I am 23 now, but sadly true. I still can't even talk about this loss and if it wasn't for an Irish conference call with Sean and Greg, I might have caused some significant damage to myself or property in my house.
I am genuinely excited to wake up in the morning and go to work...I know, I know, DORK ALERT, I actually like work!!!!!!!
So anyways my job is really great and I have a ton of freedom and responsibility already. My job function is to schedule events for my clients (Yes I have companies that I am solely responsible for) to meet investors, and make sure they are in contact with the correct demographic of investors, and reporting to them what their peers are doing. I write press releases, that show up on Yahoo Finance and Bloomberg, and I have been sitting in on conference calls with the CFO's of these companies discussing strategy. Down the road I will be attending a bunch of conferences, trying to help my companies get their story across to investors too!!! ROAD TRIP!!!!
Anyways being that I have been there for all of a week and a half, I do not have full responsibility of all of these tasks, but I will. I also do a lot of research studies and internet browsing for info, so I am on IM constantly too, so IM me sometime at work, I'll respond. Anyways I intended on going into a lot more detail, but I have to be an old man and go to bed so I can be my chipper self tomorrow morning. The Ruth Group needs me to be my best, and I love the fact that I am again take pride in my work. Anyways I'll try to follow this up at work, Ill be there from about 8:45 to 6:30, so I'll have plenty of time to realize how horribly I am writing right now.
I take public transportation everywhere
I had a devastating sports loss (ND-USC) which made me almost as upset as the Yanks losing the World Series in 2001. I know it seems unfathomable being that I am 23 now, but sadly true. I still can't even talk about this loss and if it wasn't for an Irish conference call with Sean and Greg, I might have caused some significant damage to myself or property in my house.
I am genuinely excited to wake up in the morning and go to work...I know, I know, DORK ALERT, I actually like work!!!!!!!
So anyways my job is really great and I have a ton of freedom and responsibility already. My job function is to schedule events for my clients (Yes I have companies that I am solely responsible for) to meet investors, and make sure they are in contact with the correct demographic of investors, and reporting to them what their peers are doing. I write press releases, that show up on Yahoo Finance and Bloomberg, and I have been sitting in on conference calls with the CFO's of these companies discussing strategy. Down the road I will be attending a bunch of conferences, trying to help my companies get their story across to investors too!!! ROAD TRIP!!!!
Anyways being that I have been there for all of a week and a half, I do not have full responsibility of all of these tasks, but I will. I also do a lot of research studies and internet browsing for info, so I am on IM constantly too, so IM me sometime at work, I'll respond. Anyways I intended on going into a lot more detail, but I have to be an old man and go to bed so I can be my chipper self tomorrow morning. The Ruth Group needs me to be my best, and I love the fact that I am again take pride in my work. Anyways I'll try to follow this up at work, Ill be there from about 8:45 to 6:30, so I'll have plenty of time to realize how horribly I am writing right now.
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
The First Day of My New Life, Post Tempe Transitioning
Wake me up when September ends.......
I love October. It is quite possibly my favorite month of the year, due to a variety of factors, with one being how much I love the weather in the Northeast this time of year. Anyways I have a TON to talk about. I have two main topics I want to cover today, one being my recent trip to Tempe, AZ, and also per Justin's request my extensive view into my views of the dating game, or my lack their of during my recent history. Since this topic my interest like four people in the world I will first talk about my trip to Arizona, and roll this into my ideas/plans for dating in the imminent future.
First off, I LOVE the Phoenix/Tempe/Scottsdale area. The first time I visited this area was during my fall break of 2004 when Greg, Sean and I went to visit Tim Byrne for a week. After this week I was enamored with the area and gushed about it to anyone who would listen. It is a good thing I didn't write about it, because this trip basically reconfirmed many of my ideas about this area, and would be quite repetitive. Anyways just like last time Tim was an outstanding host, as he always tries to pack as much fun as possible into our trips out there, which is a reason why they are always so memorable. Okay anyways for fun, let me list the reasons why I will live there sometime in the next 10 years.
1) The weather. Being a weatherman in this area quite possibly could be the easiest job ever. All you have to do is say "It will be sunny today" and then assign a temperature between 105-90 to be the high for the day. Where is the monster.com listing for this job?
2) The attitude. Although the Valley of the Sun is not on the West Coast per se, the whole area has that laid back, west coast mentality. It is so refreshing and nice to be around people who take life a little easier.
3) The Girls. I will expound upon this in a second.
4) The availability to make a ton of money in the real estate market. This is a booming area, in which I could really make a decent amount of money on. I know for a fact that some of the richest developers in this country have taken advantage of this fact, and I feel it would not be hard to make a passive income on units in this area.
5) The proximity to 2 other of my top 5 favorite cities in the US, Vegas and San Diego.
6) The unbelievable scenery, and outdoorsy activities available.
7) Mill Avenue. This street probably has the best assortment of college bars I have ever seen, all within 3 blocks of one another. Any genre of bar you can think of is there from Irish Pub to Coyote Ugly style girls dancing on tables to a Piano Bar. You name it they have it.
Okay now lets go back to the whole girls aspect of this area. Both times I have been to Tempe and more specifically Arizona State, I have noticed that basically everywhere you look there are stunningly attractive girls. In my estimation there are several reasons for this, with the main one being that since it is hot all year round, body maintainance and staying in shape is put at a premium because the girls wear summer clothes almost all year round. That combined with the notoriously good looking crop of Californians who attend ASU make the eye candy almost overwhelming.
I don't mean to offend anyone form my alma mater, but I do not see any real validity to the rumor that Villanova was ranked in the top five of best looking girls, as every 5 minutes I saw a girl who could easily could have ranked in the top 10 hottest girls at Villanova if she stepped on campus. This combined with these females trying to make outfits out of T-shirts for the ASU-USC football game, made it hard even for this diehard football fan to concentrate, as I ended up looking at these tan and toned blondes. Even though my looks rival the mediocrity of the Philadelphia Philles, I saw some gnarly looking dudes hanging out with some bombshells, which made me feel like it would be very fun to meet people out there. Obviously many of these girls could have had IQ's of 54 or went to ASU looking for an Mrs. degree, but the desert scenery isn't the only scenery in the Valley of the Sun.
The only 2 things that could have made the trip better was an ASU win over USC (tragic loss, ASU really blew it) and if Greg and I could have extended our trip even longer.
Anyways, now that you all think I am the shallowest person you have ever met, I am going to write a little piece I've been meaning to write for a while concerning the dating game. If you A) don't care about my feelings about this B)Don't like me, the next thousand words or so will be very boring to you so you can cut out right now and go ride your bike around the block/ make a batch of brownies/ buy a pair of shoes/ or do whatever you do when you are not reading my drivel.
Okay time to switch gears.
I love October. It is quite possibly my favorite month of the year, due to a variety of factors, with one being how much I love the weather in the Northeast this time of year. Anyways I have a TON to talk about. I have two main topics I want to cover today, one being my recent trip to Tempe, AZ, and also per Justin's request my extensive view into my views of the dating game, or my lack their of during my recent history. Since this topic my interest like four people in the world I will first talk about my trip to Arizona, and roll this into my ideas/plans for dating in the imminent future.
First off, I LOVE the Phoenix/Tempe/Scottsdale area. The first time I visited this area was during my fall break of 2004 when Greg, Sean and I went to visit Tim Byrne for a week. After this week I was enamored with the area and gushed about it to anyone who would listen. It is a good thing I didn't write about it, because this trip basically reconfirmed many of my ideas about this area, and would be quite repetitive. Anyways just like last time Tim was an outstanding host, as he always tries to pack as much fun as possible into our trips out there, which is a reason why they are always so memorable. Okay anyways for fun, let me list the reasons why I will live there sometime in the next 10 years.
1) The weather. Being a weatherman in this area quite possibly could be the easiest job ever. All you have to do is say "It will be sunny today" and then assign a temperature between 105-90 to be the high for the day. Where is the monster.com listing for this job?
2) The attitude. Although the Valley of the Sun is not on the West Coast per se, the whole area has that laid back, west coast mentality. It is so refreshing and nice to be around people who take life a little easier.
3) The Girls. I will expound upon this in a second.
4) The availability to make a ton of money in the real estate market. This is a booming area, in which I could really make a decent amount of money on. I know for a fact that some of the richest developers in this country have taken advantage of this fact, and I feel it would not be hard to make a passive income on units in this area.
5) The proximity to 2 other of my top 5 favorite cities in the US, Vegas and San Diego.
6) The unbelievable scenery, and outdoorsy activities available.
7) Mill Avenue. This street probably has the best assortment of college bars I have ever seen, all within 3 blocks of one another. Any genre of bar you can think of is there from Irish Pub to Coyote Ugly style girls dancing on tables to a Piano Bar. You name it they have it.
Okay now lets go back to the whole girls aspect of this area. Both times I have been to Tempe and more specifically Arizona State, I have noticed that basically everywhere you look there are stunningly attractive girls. In my estimation there are several reasons for this, with the main one being that since it is hot all year round, body maintainance and staying in shape is put at a premium because the girls wear summer clothes almost all year round. That combined with the notoriously good looking crop of Californians who attend ASU make the eye candy almost overwhelming.
I don't mean to offend anyone form my alma mater, but I do not see any real validity to the rumor that Villanova was ranked in the top five of best looking girls, as every 5 minutes I saw a girl who could easily could have ranked in the top 10 hottest girls at Villanova if she stepped on campus. This combined with these females trying to make outfits out of T-shirts for the ASU-USC football game, made it hard even for this diehard football fan to concentrate, as I ended up looking at these tan and toned blondes. Even though my looks rival the mediocrity of the Philadelphia Philles, I saw some gnarly looking dudes hanging out with some bombshells, which made me feel like it would be very fun to meet people out there. Obviously many of these girls could have had IQ's of 54 or went to ASU looking for an Mrs. degree, but the desert scenery isn't the only scenery in the Valley of the Sun.
The only 2 things that could have made the trip better was an ASU win over USC (tragic loss, ASU really blew it) and if Greg and I could have extended our trip even longer.
Anyways, now that you all think I am the shallowest person you have ever met, I am going to write a little piece I've been meaning to write for a while concerning the dating game. If you A) don't care about my feelings about this B)Don't like me, the next thousand words or so will be very boring to you so you can cut out right now and go ride your bike around the block/ make a batch of brownies/ buy a pair of shoes/ or do whatever you do when you are not reading my drivel.
Okay time to switch gears.
Part Deux!!
"Starin' at you takin' off your makeup
Wondering why you even put it on
I know you think you do but baby you don't need it
Wish that you could see what I see it when it's gone" -Rascal Flatts
Wondering why you even put it on
I know you think you do but baby you don't need it
Wish that you could see what I see it when it's gone" -Rascal Flatts
Somewhat Serious MattyB here. Anyways since I have been in Delaware, and just trying to keep myself from being depressed and miserable , and really haven't concentrated on the whole dating game scene. While not an excuse, I have come to a few conclusions how I am going to proceed in the next few months, and I hope this will garner some tangible results.
As you most likely know I am generally a caring and decent person (insert your sarcastic comment about me here) and because of this I feel bad playing the game, that we all play. Now truth being told I am not the best player at this game, but in the few times I have I have played it quite well, and I have been somewhat successful. My whole problem recently has been keeping this up and not feeling bad for playing this game, while not being a complete ass.
The thing that I have in my favor is that I do know what I am looking for, and I think the Rascal Flatts quote above really exemplifies I find attractive superficially. I have been lucky, as in the past that I could have sung this song to any girl I was ever with and wouldn't have been a liar, and I also look for this same transparency in judging ones character. I feel that in life, I have had a very good record of correctly of analyzing people character and intentions early on when meeting people, and have not been burned or hurt by people of bad character and intentions. In the same breath, this is also why I feel I have struggled with this section of my life as of late. I think some of my fallacy can be attributed to the fact that my bar has been set very high, and that I have been spoiled by past relationships and friends in college and high school who have such class and are so complex, that I have not accepted anything less, which totally shrinks the pool of people who I would ever consider. I think I would benefit from letting my guard down a bit, and just swinging away, but that is not in my general nature. Again this shows how I am struggling in my effort to be more like a "Benny Guy" and less like a "Dinger Guy" as I documented back in May. Once I settle into an apartment in NYC (I am going to be looking at places all this week) I will try to put these words into action, as being more aggressive is going to be a necessity in NYC. I'll keep you periodically updated on my success or lack thereof. Honestly this idea frightens me, and I really don't feel overly comfortable in this mindset, but what they hell, some of the best moment in my life have come from me just letting my inhibitions go and "just going with it."
The adventure starts October 10th and I am pumped!!!
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