On the Road Part II
(Note: The latest in our Y2K-U series on college sports appears immediately after this one from Sip.)
It's been one week since I last stepped foot in the land of a thousand lakes, New York City. I've touched touched down in Philly, DC, Knoxville (Heaven), Nashville (Heaven Part II), Memphis, Little Rock, Dallas and now I come to you live from my fancy toilet seat at the Hilton in Austin, Texas, aka, the greatest place in the world.
It's been a great run and I have gained 10 pounds of pure Americana, and as I approach rock bottom I crave the comfort of home, or so I would have thought.
I don't really miss New York. Yeah I miss the parents, the big guy AFOMG, and all the millions AND MILLIONS of the Sip's fans back East, but the rest of our country is, as John Mellencamp so elequently puts it, "our country."
Nice people, pretty girls, cheaper food, greater respect for football, and bars that play live music and don't insist that you hand them more than $5 every time you want a cold beer.
Not really sure what more I need.
All these positive thoughts have been racing through my head and I could not be a happier guy. That is, until I woke up on Monday morning and wanted to do what I have done so many hundreds of times: grab a cup of coffee and a Post from my deli and spend a good hour at the office rocking out to the sweet sounds of Chris Martin and just chilling out.
New York has delis and it has the New York Post, two of the top 7 greatest things in the world.
I miss waking up every day, taking my $1.25 to 82nd and amsterdam and seeing my favorite locals who serve me with a smile.
My cousin has told me many times on this trip that I am a creature of habit. I think it is a pretty spot on analysis. I like to do the same things over and over again, including watching "Wedding Crashers" and "Passenger 57" a combined 5 times in 24 hours while visiting our nation's capitol.
But there is really nothing better than the NY Post. All the sports you need with a touch of gossip to keep you in touch with what is going down on the streets.
I miss New York. Fortunately it is not baseball season, cause that is when I get really home sick and usually make about 13 trips back.
Right now, it is Ivy league basketball season. And thanks to some insider tips from my good pal, business mogul/Male Model Yan Jeffries, I am off to a quick 3-0 start helping to fund what is turning out to be an ever so expensive trip.
I hope you are all well. If any of you happen to know someone who wants to hire me to do pretty much anything in Los Angeles, also say the word.
As of now, the main prospects are a Keanu Reeves tribute band and re-writing the American classic, "Fear."
That's all for now.
Welcome Jorge Sosa, you sure are mediocre.
Vaya con dios.
Sip
(Images courtesy of digitalfocus.net and media.movieweb.com)
It's been one week since I last stepped foot in the land of a thousand lakes, New York City. I've touched touched down in Philly, DC, Knoxville (Heaven), Nashville (Heaven Part II), Memphis, Little Rock, Dallas and now I come to you live from my fancy toilet seat at the Hilton in Austin, Texas, aka, the greatest place in the world.
It's been a great run and I have gained 10 pounds of pure Americana, and as I approach rock bottom I crave the comfort of home, or so I would have thought.
I don't really miss New York. Yeah I miss the parents, the big guy AFOMG, and all the millions AND MILLIONS of the Sip's fans back East, but the rest of our country is, as John Mellencamp so elequently puts it, "our country."Nice people, pretty girls, cheaper food, greater respect for football, and bars that play live music and don't insist that you hand them more than $5 every time you want a cold beer.
Not really sure what more I need.
All these positive thoughts have been racing through my head and I could not be a happier guy. That is, until I woke up on Monday morning and wanted to do what I have done so many hundreds of times: grab a cup of coffee and a Post from my deli and spend a good hour at the office rocking out to the sweet sounds of Chris Martin and just chilling out.
New York has delis and it has the New York Post, two of the top 7 greatest things in the world.
I miss waking up every day, taking my $1.25 to 82nd and amsterdam and seeing my favorite locals who serve me with a smile.
My cousin has told me many times on this trip that I am a creature of habit. I think it is a pretty spot on analysis. I like to do the same things over and over again, including watching "Wedding Crashers" and "Passenger 57" a combined 5 times in 24 hours while visiting our nation's capitol.But there is really nothing better than the NY Post. All the sports you need with a touch of gossip to keep you in touch with what is going down on the streets.
I miss New York. Fortunately it is not baseball season, cause that is when I get really home sick and usually make about 13 trips back.
Right now, it is Ivy league basketball season. And thanks to some insider tips from my good pal, business mogul/Male Model Yan Jeffries, I am off to a quick 3-0 start helping to fund what is turning out to be an ever so expensive trip.
I hope you are all well. If any of you happen to know someone who wants to hire me to do pretty much anything in Los Angeles, also say the word.
As of now, the main prospects are a Keanu Reeves tribute band and re-writing the American classic, "Fear."
That's all for now.
Welcome Jorge Sosa, you sure are mediocre.
Vaya con dios.
Sip
(Images courtesy of digitalfocus.net and media.movieweb.com)
posted by Sippy Momo at 12:27 PM
1 Comments:
Im telling you all now...Humber and Williams will play a huge role this season for the Mets....simply cuz I said so...
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