Piper down!

If you’ve never seen “So I Married an Axe Murderer” you really should. It is Mike Myers at the top of his game and it includes the line, “We have a piper down. I repeat, a piper is down!” …
St. Pats at The Edge is now a tradition. Patrick was dressed as a leperachan and pouring Guinness. Andrew played the Irish pipes (an Irish pipe is like a Scottish, but bigger). Ildi, Tyler, Erik, Lauren, Emiley, Heidi, and all The Edge kids showed to lift a glass to the Emerald Isle and its children.

My camera battery was dead dead, so I had to use the camera phone. Do lithium batteries die for good? Is there a way to save them?

Site of the Day: The latest idea I’m jealous that I didn’t have: Save Toby, from Erik.

If you’ve never seen “So I Married an Axe Murderer” you really should. It is Mike Myers at the top of his game and it includes the line, “We have a piper down. I repeat, a piper is down!”

St. Pats at The Edge is now a tradition. Patrick was dressed as a leperachan and pouring Guinness. Andrew played the Irish pipes (an Irish pipe is like a Scottish, but bigger). Ildi, Tyler, Erik, Lauren, Emiley, Heidi, and all The Edge kids showed to lift a glass to the Emerald Isle and its children.

My camera battery was dead dead, so I had to use the camera phone. Do lithium batteries die for good? Is there a way to save them?

Site of the Day: The latest idea I’m jealous that I didn’t have: Save Toby, from Erik.

Today I’m Irish

If you ask someone if they are Irish or a woman my age if her name is Jen, you will get the same answer. The person or the girl will either say “yes,” or “no, but my friend is.” There are a lot of Irish and Jen’s in this country. I’m not sure where the Jen’s came from, but many of the Irish came over during The Famine of 1845-52, or “An Gorta Mor,” in Irish (the Great Hunger).
A potato blight left the fields of the subsistence farmers covered in black rot and unable to pay the rent to their English landlords. A million people died and many more emmigrated to America to become cannon fodder for the Civil War, extras in period movies that show tenaments, and New York City cops and firemen. This left the island bitter and desolate for a very long time and also with a deep connection to the United States where now every Irishman had some family. Only in the past ten years has a massive amount of tourism caused the economy of Ireland to flourish and the population to increase. You can learn more about this at the Irish Hunger Memorial in Battery Park.

St. Patrick’s Day is an Irish-American holiday, similar to Columbus Day for Italians, Cinco de Mayo for Mexicans, and Halloween for Transylvanians. It was not such a big holiday back on the island, until the increased tourism made it so. As I said yesterday, today I will be at The Edge after work to celebrate my Irishness, because today everyone is Irish (except those damn limey bastards).

(Today’s picture stolen from Go-go Magazine in Denver.)

Site of the Day: Please only yell “Freebird” as a heckle, not just as a whim.

If you ask someone if they are Irish or a woman my age if her name is Jen, you will get the same answer. The person or the girl will either say “yes,” or “no, but my friend is.” There are a lot of Irish and Jen’s in this country. I’m not sure where the Jen’s came from, but many of the Irish came over during The Famine of 1845-52, or “An Gorta Mor,” in Irish (the Great Hunger).

A potato blight left the fields of the subsistence farmers covered in black rot and unable to pay the rent to their English landlords. A million people died and many more emmigrated to America to become cannon fodder for the Civil War, extras in period movies that show tenaments, and New York City cops and firemen. This left the island bitter and desolate for a very long time and also with a deep connection to the United States where now every Irishman had some family. Only in the past ten years has a massive amount of tourism caused the economy of Ireland to flourish and the population to increase. You can learn more about this at the Irish Hunger Memorial in Battery Park.

St. Patrick’s Day is an Irish-American holiday, similar to Columbus Day for Italians, Cinco de Mayo for Mexicans, and Halloween for Transylvanians. It was not such a big holiday back on the island, until the increased tourism made it so. As I said yesterday, today I will be at The Edge after work to celebrate my Irishness, because today everyone is Irish (except those damn limey bastards).

(Today’s picture stolen from Go-go Magazine in Denver.)

Site of the Day: Please only yell “Freebird” as a heckle, not just as a whim.

Being drunk, it’s the new Tuesdsay.

St. Patrick’s is coming up and if for some reason you did a Google Image search for “drunk irish” my prostrate, passed out figure pops up. I’m lying drunk on a bed and breakfast in Galway. Mom must be so proud.
The image is from my trip to Ireland. Google also returns this one, which is my new wallpaper until after the holiday. Maybe longer.

This year to celebrate Erin go braugh I am headed to The Edge again. Last year there were Irish pipes, Guinness, and even a Leprechaun. Please join me for a pint.

Site of the Day: One day you have to accept that you are old and that kids today live in an entirely different world than the one you grew up in.

St. Patrick’s is coming up and if for some reason you did a Google Image search for “drunk irish” my prostrate, passed out figure pops up. I’m lying drunk on a bed and breakfast in Galway. Mom must be so proud.

The image is from my trip to Ireland. Google also returns this one, which is my new wallpaper until after the holiday. Maybe longer.

This year to celebrate Erin go braugh I am headed to The Edge again. Last year there were Irish pipes, Guinness, and even a Leprechaun. Please join me for a pint.

Site of the Day: One day you have to accept that you are old and that kids today live in an entirely different world than the one you grew up in.

A Mountain in Soho

Erik, Ben, and I had a plan to enjoy our Sunday. We talked about eating oysters at PJ Clarke’s, but ended up climbing a pile of ribs and a bucket of Rocks at Tennessee Mountain. We can do the oysters on Easter, making it a tradition.

Site of the Day: Waste another moment of your short life with a site that is going around, celebrities blinking.

Erik, Ben, and I had a plan to enjoy our Sunday. We talked about eating oysters at PJ Clarke’s, but ended up climbing a pile of ribs and a bucket of Rocks at Tennessee Mountain. We can do the oysters on Easter, making it a tradition.

Site of the Day: Waste another moment of your short life with a site that is going around, celebrities blinking.

Couch

I’m in love with my new couch. This is probably where I am as you read this.
Interestingly enough, it was delivered by a company called The Couch Doctor that specializes in taking apart and putting together couches. Only in the tiny halls of NYC.

Site of the Day: Flo Control Cat Door

I’m in love with my new couch. This is probably where I am as you read this.

Interestingly enough, it was delivered by a company called The Couch Doctor that specializes in taking apart and putting together couches. Only in the tiny halls of NYC.

Site of the Day: Flo Control Cat Door

Documenting the documenting.

Today’s pic is me shooting one of yesterday’s pics from Colleen’s wedding from Mike. How meta. You can tell I enjoy it. …
I live across the street from the old St. Patrick’s Cathedral and they ring the bells every morning at 8:45 AM. I can’t decide if I like it or not. On one hand it alerts me that I need to leave for work. On the other hand, it alerts me that I need to leave for work. I’m not opening up my window at midnight and yelling at the church that it is time to get drunk.

Site of the Day: I watch C-Span a good bit. It’s an acquired taste, like espresso or communion wafers. Anyways, the other day I tuned in and saw President Clinton, Nelson Mandela, and Bono at an international financial conference onstage discussing world debt. Apparantly, Bono now is also a nominee for head of the World Bank. What do you think Lennon would be doing had he not been shot? Or Kurt Cobain. Running the World Bank does not come to mind.

Today’s pic is me shooting one of yesterday’s pics from Colleen’s wedding from Mike. How meta. You can tell I enjoy it.

I live across the street from the old St. Patrick’s Cathedral and they ring the bells every morning at 8:45 AM. I can’t decide if I like it or not. On one hand it alerts me that I need to leave for work. On the other hand, it alerts me that I need to leave for work. I’m not opening up my window at midnight and yelling at the church that it is time to get drunk.

Site of the Day: I watch C-Span a good bit. It’s an acquired taste, like espresso or communion wafers. Anyways, the other day I tuned in and saw President Clinton, Nelson Mandela, and Bono at an international financial conference onstage discussing world debt. Apparantly, Bono now is also a nominee for head of the World Bank. What do you think Lennon would be doing had he not been shot? Or Kurt Cobain. Running the World Bank does not come to mind.

The District Sleeps Together Tonight

This weekend I had the pleasure of attending Colleen and Walker’s wedding in Washington, DC. Lovely bride, beautiful ceremony, fun reception.
See all my photos.

Site of the Day: Spiderman’s Best Bible Stories

This weekend I had the pleasure of attending Colleen and Walker’s wedding in Washington, DC. Lovely bride, beautiful ceremony, fun reception.

See all my photos.

Site of the Day: Spiderman’s Best Bible Stories

Deal the Seal

You may have seen this in the Times or at Gothamist yesterday, but in case you missed it, a harp seal is hanging out at the boat basin in Battery City Park. I’m going to DC this weekend for the wedding of Colleen and Walker, but if I were in town I would go seal watching. He’s so damn cute, I’d like to shoot him and then hug him. (Picture by Suzanne Dechillo of the NYT)

Site(s) of the Day: Are you a big Napolean Dynamite fan? Then head to http://www.icaughtyouadeliciousbass.com.

You may have seen this in the Times or at Gothamist yesterday, but in case you missed it, a harp seal is hanging out at the boat basin in Battery City Park. I’m going to DC this weekend for the wedding of Colleen and Walker, but if I were in town I would go seal watching. He’s so damn cute, I’d like to shoot him and then hug him.
(Picture by Suzanne Dechillo of the NYT)

Site(s) of the Day: Are you a big Napolean Dynamite fan? Then head to http://www.icaughtyouadeliciousbass.com.

People ask us how we make money? Volume.

I’m preparing to move so this morning I took my loose change to the uber-friendly Commerce Bank to use their magic change machine. I have been dumping pocket change into a shoebox-size tupperware container for over six years. Using my bathroom scale I determined that it weighed almost fifty pounds. No photos are allowed on the premises, but I did deposit enought change to get the free piggy bank pictured above. Can you guess the dollar amount? A free beer to the closest person.
Hint: I do not do laundry. Also, for most of those years, I lived above The Edge where a Guiness costs $5.50. This led to a lot of extra change.

C is my favorite letter.

Site of the Day: Happy 84th, Abe Vigoda, for old times sake.

I’m preparing to move so this morning I took my loose change to the uber-friendly Commerce Bank to use their magic change machine. I have been dumping pocket change into a shoebox-size tupperware container for over six years. Using my bathroom scale I determined that it weighed almost fifty pounds. No photos are allowed on the premises, but I did deposit enought change to get the free piggy bank pictured above. Can you guess the dollar amount? A free beer to the closest person.

Hint: I do not do laundry. Also, for most of those years, I lived above The Edge where a Guiness costs $5.50. This led to a lot of extra change.

C is my favorite letter.

Site of the Day: Happy 84th, Abe Vigoda, for old times sake.

Keep on Moving, Don’t Stop Now

Things are getting a little hectic in SeanTConrad.com land. Last week, I signed a new lease and the big moving day is this Saturday. The movers show up at 9AM and if everything I own isn’t wrapped in cardboard, they charge extra. My excitement about the new place (pictures pending) has caused me to begin a thousand projects, at least in my mind. The daydreaming and speculating is distracting me from getting done the most important tasks. I’ve decided to step in and use some of my project management skills (that’s what I do during the day for the Benjamins) and introduce some structure to the week.
I’ve organized all the tasks I need or want to do by priority. Nothing of a lower priority should be done until all the jobs of the preceding priorities are completed. This should optimize my time use.

Priority 1 – All tasks that have an external deadline–the movers 9AM arrival.
– Buy some boxes, twine, and tape.
– Box up all my stuff.
– Wrap up all the pictures in cardboard.
– Bag up all the clothes.
– Throw out or get rid of anything extra in the apartment. It would be a pain to pack the wine bottles and beer, so drinking those are a priority one.

Priority 2 – Things I really want to do before the move.
– Get the cable hooked up. TBS is having a Rocky marathon on Saturday afternoon and that would be cool to watch while unpacking, especially since I didn’t tape last week’s Rocky marathon.
– Clean the apartment while it is empty. Ildi and I did this last night, despite not having finished packing, yet. When free labor is available, you have to take what ever you can get. She wanted to see the new place, so I said “Bring a mop, woman.”
– Buy a shower curtain.

Priority 3 – Things that need to be done soon to put all my crap away.
– Hang some book shelves. I have a really good system using Bondo that I will describe in another entry. You are giddy with anticipation.
– More shelves in the closet. I’m a shelf hanging machine. Oddly, that gets women over the age of thirty really hot.
– Hang some pictures.

Priority 4 – This is stuff I’d like to do soon (before I move out) to make the place livable.
– Buy some pictures to hang.
– Buy a couch.
– And a dresser. And a bistro table. Yeah, I said a bistro table.
– A new rug would be nice, too. Have you ever seen Fight Club when Ed Norton mentally fills his apartment with the Ikea catalog. And then tries to take over the world. Well, be afraid. Actually, I’m all done with Ikea. Forever.
– Take the last of my shit out of the cardboard from my move.

So to summarize, I’m too busy to be funny. Let’s get drunk Saturday.

Site of the Day: 100 Greatest Gadgets of All Time – I think I own or have owned about eight of them.

Things are getting a little hectic in SeanTConrad.com land. Last week, I signed a new lease and the big moving day is this Saturday. The movers show up at 9AM and if everything I own isn’t wrapped in cardboard, they charge extra. My excitement about the new place (pictures pending) has caused me to begin a thousand projects, at least in my mind. The daydreaming and speculating is distracting me from getting done the most important tasks. I’ve decided to step in and use some of my project management skills (that’s what I do during the day for the Benjamins) and introduce some structure to the week.

I’ve organized all the tasks I need or want to do by priority. Nothing of a lower priority should be done until all the jobs of the preceding priorities are completed. This should optimize my time use.

Priority 1 – All tasks that have an external deadline–the movers 9AM arrival.
– Buy some boxes, twine, and tape.
– Box up all my stuff.
– Wrap up all the pictures in cardboard.
– Bag up all the clothes.
– Throw out or get rid of anything extra in the apartment. It would be a pain to pack the wine bottles and beer, so drinking those are a priority one.

Priority 2 – Things I really want to do before the move.
– Get the cable hooked up. TBS is having a Rocky marathon on Saturday afternoon and that would be cool to watch while unpacking, especially since I didn’t tape last week’s Rocky marathon.
– Clean the apartment while it is empty. Ildi and I did this last night, despite not having finished packing, yet. When free labor is available, you have to take what ever you can get. She wanted to see the new place, so I said “Bring a mop, woman.”
– Buy a shower curtain.

Priority 3 – Things that need to be done soon to put all my crap away.
– Hang some book shelves. I have a really good system using Bondo that I will describe in another entry. You are giddy with anticipation.
– More shelves in the closet. I’m a shelf hanging machine. Oddly, that gets women over the age of thirty really hot.
– Hang some pictures.

Priority 4 – This is stuff I’d like to do soon (before I move out) to make the place livable.
– Buy some pictures to hang.
– Buy a couch.
– And a dresser. And a bistro table. Yeah, I said a bistro table.
– A new rug would be nice, too. Have you ever seen Fight Club when Ed Norton mentally fills his apartment with the Ikea catalog. And then tries to take over the world. Well, be afraid. Actually, I’m all done with Ikea. Forever.
– Take the last of my shit out of the cardboard from my move.

So to summarize, I’m too busy to be funny. Let’s get drunk Saturday.

Site of the Day: 100 Greatest Gadgets of All Time – I think I own or have owned about eight of them.