Monday, September 19, 2005


You're an Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity
You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off
And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave
When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

I am a sweet talker....I guess that's about right

Your Seduction Style: Sweet Talker

Your seduction technique can be summed up with "charm"
You know that if you have the chance to talk to someone...
Well, you won't be talking for long! ;-)

You're great at telling potential lovers what they want to hear.
Partially, because you're a great reflective listener and good at complementing.
The other part of your formula? Focusing your conversation completely on the other person.

Your "sweet talking" ways have taken you far in romance - and in life.
You can finess your way through any difficult situation, with a smile on your face.
Speeding tickets, job interviews... bring it on! You truly live a *charmed life*

weird dream

I awoke several times this morning, realizing I was having a very abnormal dream. I would wake to my alarm, hit the snooze, and proceed to go right back into the dream where I left off. I don't remember my dreams that often anymore, but this one in particular was odd and vivid.

It was the day I was to be married. My bride was a girl I knew from high school Kristy Moreau. She was a petite blonde. I knew her well enough, but never had anything going on with her, so it was odd, that 10 years later, that I am dreaming that we were to be married. The thing was, that on our wedding day, I completely blanked. I am there in my tux, she is looks beautiful, all my friends and family are there.....but the THING is.....I don't remember her. I know who she is, but I tell her that I am confused because I don't remember anything about our relationship, where and when we met, how long we were together, when we moved in together, when I proposed....nothing. I don't remember any of it, not a thing. So we postpone the wedding, on the day of the wedding, and the rest of the dream is mostly conversations with her trying to remember, piece together our relationship, hoping it will spark some memory. I finally awoke, never having remembered anything from our relationship, but feeling extremely bad about it all.

Any Psychiatrists out there? What the heck does this dream mean I wonder.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

9/11 Anniversary

Four years ago we lost thousands of lives to terrorists here in NY City. I remember that day, it's a hard one for any of us here to forget. I was supposed to be working at an industrial lighting gig that day, downtown not far from the towers, but had decided the night before that I wasn't going to go in. Around 9 am I got a phone call from my cousin Jane asking if I was ok, because....and she proceeded to tell me what was going on. At the time I was living in Williamsburg and could see the towers from my front stoop. I had a friend stop by, he was on a motorcycle going over the Williamsburg bridge. He was confused at all the papers flying through the air and the gridlocked traffic, so he stopped by to find out what the deal was.

I went into the city that night to see the ordeal first hand. I remember the smell. The smell of burning, but with an air of something worse, and that was only at 14th st where the barracade started. I have a page from a dictionary from the towers. Terrible enough it is the "blood" page. I keep it in a frame to remind me of one of the worst events that has happened here on our shores.

So, today I'm thinking of all those innocents lost. All the brave firefighter's and policemen who lost their lives trying to rescue their countrymen. And how 4 years later, the man responsible has yet to have been caught and there has only been more terror since. Let's all keep those that sacrificed their lives for other's in our thoughts today.

"Only the dead have seen the end of war"

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

I left my heart in Ocean City....

So I went back to get it! I scored 4 days and 4 nights at Casa de Vena for the Labor day weekend. It was a glorious few days, the sun was shining, the water was at about 78 degrees, the air was warm during the day and cool at night. Nothing beats sitting on the beach all day doing nothing, occassionally hopping on the boogey board. I have returned with a wonderful carrot / bronze tan. We spent our nights on the boardwalk, where much fun was had.

Here for instance, we are partaking in a staple boardwalk delicacy....the Funnel Cake. I thought it would be like CT's fried dough, but NAY!. This one is covered in chocolate chips. It was messy and delicious and also the last upon a string of fries, lemonade, pizza, and Dippin Dot's ( Ice cream of the future!)

We had the wonderful pleasure of some other house guests, Bob Byrd and his wife Ginger.

Bob and Joe can be seen here, deep in a conversation revolving around either children or booze. Bob is a Children's book author and illustrator. Visit his site at and you can see some of his work. I think it's beautifully done. He was just one of the nicest, hippest guys I've ever met. He's part of an exhibition coming to NY which I'm really excited to go see. He saw our animations and was a donor for our short film The Barista, so he's wicked supportive, and in my book, that makes him wicked awesome......wicked I say.

In the morning, like a Bruce Springsteen concert, we would line up outside of Brown's for some of the boardwalks best.....

DONUTS! Lindsay in particular grew attached to this treat, you can see the crazed look in here eyes and the saliva beginning to form at the corner of her mouth. Down girl! DOWN!!

You have to save it and flip it, but I like this shot of the "Music Express" ride. We never went on it, we were to interested in "The Swings." This ride is fun though and I thought, particularly photogenic.

We ended the whole trip with another Boardwalk delicacy....the Caramel corn.....pronounced "Carmel" corn. This is serious business, as it is delivered by tub, hot, and the caramel strings off. I know it can't be good for you, but then again, isn't everything that's NOT good for you the most fun and desireable. What's the deal with that one?

I'm missing Ocean City already.....perhaps again, we will meet....again.