ramblings of a madman

so i was just doing some research on biking across america and i saw this website. these people are so crazy! yet i really want to do what they're doing!

http://www.downtheroad.org/

so, if anyone's in for going on a round the world bike tour, let me know. ;-)

slowly the pictures from my peru trip surface. here i am posing behind an incan doorway after climbing ~210 steps at winaywayna. the views were incredible.

it's annoying that i was once thought to be the delivery man when i walked into my buildling one day during lunch. i had been working at my place a month and usually i walk in without showing my id since most of the security guards recognize me. but one day the security guard stopped me and said "you have the use the other elevator?" wha? she pointed at the service elevator which was for deliveries. i yelled at her for discrimating me for my age and ethnicity (most of the people that work in my building are old and white) and i didn't see her after one week.

ok, so that was in august, but recently joe and i were looking for apartments on the upper east side. we walked around and went into regular doorman buildings asking around if they had a leasing office or any rooms available. so we checked out this place on york and 90th and when we walked to the door the doorman opened the door and said, "no menus!" i was shocked and wanted to fuck this guy over. how could he automatically assume this? what if we were visiting a friend or family or something like that? i was offended and if i had to go to that place again and see that guy i would have made it a fact to make sure he would never say that again to any remotely-delivery-man-looking person.

for the next 3 weeks on thursdays, there will be midday jazz concerts at 53rd and lexington outside the citigroup building and the e/v/6 transfer station! i just went to the first one today. my thursdays just got a little bit nicer.

get bush out of office

"a woman can take care of you, but she's not there to entertain you."

i've had the last straw with those free aol cds that come with magazines. i get magazines delivered to my apartment, and my mailbox is big enough to fit a rolled up magazine, but not a magazine with a cd. so i get a message from the post office that says, you need to pick up a delivery since the magazine you subscribe to has a cd with it. i spend 15 minutes this morning walking to the post office and 10 minutes waiting in line to get... an aol cd! shame on you aol.

i'm back from peru for all those who care.