Soundtrack: "Shambala" - Three Dog Night

Alright, alright, here's an update already. I know, finally! Sorry it took me so long. Thank you all

for your very kind, very insistent emails demanding that I update more. Please you guys! You're

giving me a big head. Anyway, here's a great big August recap for you. I didn't go out all that much

(thanks, season 2 of Lost), so it's a pretty random collection... Enjoy! (P.S. I don't mean to be a

tease with the cleavage headline, it's just a line from a Regina Spektor song I really like. I will definitely

try for more actual cleavage next time around...)

Here's Meredith on her birthday back at the beginning of August. Where the heck did August go

anyway? August is always an iffy month for me. So much weird stuff occurred, most of which is not

blogpropriate. Hey! Blogpropriate! Look at that, I made up a new word. So yeah, what's happened in

August so far? Hmm. Well... I got a new job! But more on that later. Other than that, the best thing

about August so far has got to be Talladega Nights! God I love stupid comedies. I cannot wait to

see the DVD outtakes. I bet they're pure gold. Sorry, nerd alert.

Happy birthday, Mer!

More big August news: J Penry of Bong-icorn fame took me to a bar that has a wall-projection of a

bear with a shiny, enormous vagina! Hi new favorite bar!

And then at Daddy's, J played "Brandy" not once but TWICE for me! What a guy. Dancing to

"Brandy" in a bar in Brooklyn has always been a dream of mine and finally, FINALLY! it has been

realized. He also played "Mouthbreather," which totally gave me flashbacks. Next time, I wanna hear

"Multiple Organic" by Godheadsilo!

But all the rock dudes wanted to hear was "Jailbreak" like over and over again.

Here are Carrie, Charlotte, Miranda and Samantha having a post-Sunday-brunch stoop moment. Oh

what fun we had, discussing dating and relationships, and making lots of sassy sex quips. You know,

"girl stuff." Hey, they should make a TV show of us! Oh, wait...

Clinton Street Baking Co. has amazing bloody-marys. Tip: Bring a coffee cup and make it to-go!

Ahh, sunset over Queens. BTW, Queens is hell on earth. Another tip: Don't try to save $30 by taking

the train then the bus to LaGuardia airport. You will want to kill yourself.

I went to the airport to pick up my 18-year-old Winnipegian pen-pal, Richard, and deliver him safely

to Ryan in preparation for Ryan's annual summer road-trip photo adventure. Richard's never been to

NYC so naturally the first order of business was to show him a proper Chinatown funeral procession.

With a marching band and everything!

Richard and Ryan, united. Mission accomplished. Bye you guys, have fun!

Me and Abby went to the Wu Tang show. No big deal.

Classic-style

Frivolous purchase of the month! An adorable elephant-shaped glass bowl! You smoke out of the

trunk and the carb-hole is on the butt. No big deal, part two.

There was "Totally '80s"-edition Trivial Pursuit night at Gavin and Emily's. I know you guys wanna

see pictures of wasted people dancing in bars, but trust me, this was SO much better.

Here's Jeff and Lez holding their winning Trapper-Keeper game piece. Not to be a sore loser but

they totally got retarded questions like what was Tina Turner's number one song, while my team had

to know the name of Bryan Adams's pre-solo-career glam band. (Sweeney Todd, duh! How could

we not know that?)

This mouse didn't know what 1988 movie Arnold Schwarzenegger starred in as a Russian cop, so

it had to die.

Here's my new workplace: the aNYthing store! You might've seen it featured on the cover of the New

York Times Magazine recently? Yeah! So now I'm the store manager. Who saw that one coming!?

This is a pretty rad, mildly ironic development in my life... Anyway, come on by and say hi!

There's chairs outside and there's always lots of "heads" hanging out. "Heads" means "nice people."

Now that  I'm working at such a cool spot, I have to be "down" with the skateboard/graffiti kids and

learn their "lingo" so they don't think that I am "retarded."

My new boss and some of the local regulars, I mean, "heads."

(P.S. I'm still doing the music stuff at Vice and the door at Smiths Night, so between all my jobs I hope

I still have time to blog! Damn, I think I may have to cancel my Netflix account.)

I know everyone has pics of Leo's new puppy, but what can I say, demonic-looking lil' pups are big

blog news.

Not sure who drew this incredibly awesome graffiti in the Maritime Hotel's ladies' bathroom stall

(who could it be??), but I sure will miss it, and everyone there... xoxo, you guys.

P.S. NIGHTBIKE (and my life in general) is on temporary hiatus while I get my new sitch all sorted

out. Don't worry, we'll be back!