Wednesday, September 10, 2008
CORTACA
So it is exactly 65 days till Cortaca, so I thought I would get the ball rolling on some discussion about it. To get everyone pumped, watch this poorly produced video from last year. So who is coming, when are people getting there and when are people staying until? Where are we staying? Anyone, Anyone? I can get there as early as Thursday night but most likely some point on Friday. I can stay through Monday if anyone is interested.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
I honestly Love you!
I just wanted to say thank you to everyone from 613 and co. who live in the NYC and surrounding areas who came to hang out during my brief visit. It was soooo good to see you all! The fact that so many people showed up made me feel special. You guys are the best and I love you...also, please come and visit LA- Tina is 2 and the rest of you-ZERO!
Okay I am done being mushy...so Fuck you Fuckers, I love you bitches.
And Bry- I will fight you in the streets while flipping over taxi cabs if you ever visit LA. That is a promise!
P.S. this coming wednesday I will be interviewing Natasha Bedingfield at the House of Blues and watching her concert backstage. I will think of you all when I am shouting..."Feel the rain on your skin!"
Okay I am done being mushy...so Fuck you Fuckers, I love you bitches.
And Bry- I will fight you in the streets while flipping over taxi cabs if you ever visit LA. That is a promise!
P.S. this coming wednesday I will be interviewing Natasha Bedingfield at the House of Blues and watching her concert backstage. I will think of you all when I am shouting..."Feel the rain on your skin!"
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Thursday, April 10, 2008
613 Day and The New Deal
Tina, you are well aware of how you can get Jared and I out on the East Coast to celebrate 613 day (which falls on a Friday this year!). I've laid out this list of conditions for you when you were out here over Spring Break, but I've decided to put it in print and post it on the blog.
1: You must have a wild party at the Capozzi residence (preferably without your parents home because I hear they've banned 613ers).
2: At least six 613ers (including Jared and I) must be in attendance. If you can get all 613ers that would be AMAZING. ICFHers and Friends of the Family should not only be welcome, but encouraged to come.
3: Jared and I must be able to purchase round trip tickets (including tax and surcharges) for $350 or less.
4: Someone will need to pick us up at the airport, and drive us back for our return flight.
5: Since we'll already be dropping a bunch of money on a plane ticket, we must not be expected to pay for anything.
This list of demands might sound a bit snobbish (I'm specifically referring to the last one), but keep in mind, I'm NOT saying that the only way we'll fly back is if all those conditions are met... I'm simply stating that IF all of those conditions are met, you have my word: WE WILL BE THERE. Any weekend out of the year. Caveat - I can only promise one trip in a 3-month span, meaning there will be a 3-month grace period, following one of these excursions, in which we will not be obligated to make the trek (considering the price of plane tickets would add up and take a toll on the old bank account)... I hope Jared doesn't mind me speaking for him. I'm pretty sure he was drunk the last time we discussed and agreed upon this.
On a side (but somewhat related) note: I was telling Jared and Jamie how I really want for all 613ers to have an extra copy of our house key, so that one of you can just fly in on a random Friday (without any previous notice) and be sitting on our couch drinking beer (ala Tony) when we arrive home from work for a blow-out weekend. Also, considering we live 2 miles from LAX, I'd love to drop my bike off in the morning - chained to one of the fences in a nearby airport parking lot - where someone could exit their plane, walk over to the parking lot, unlock the bike, and take a quick ride down to our place. Call me a dreamer, I just think that would be awesome.
1: You must have a wild party at the Capozzi residence (preferably without your parents home because I hear they've banned 613ers).
2: At least six 613ers (including Jared and I) must be in attendance. If you can get all 613ers that would be AMAZING. ICFHers and Friends of the Family should not only be welcome, but encouraged to come.
3: Jared and I must be able to purchase round trip tickets (including tax and surcharges) for $350 or less.
4: Someone will need to pick us up at the airport, and drive us back for our return flight.
5: Since we'll already be dropping a bunch of money on a plane ticket, we must not be expected to pay for anything.
This list of demands might sound a bit snobbish (I'm specifically referring to the last one), but keep in mind, I'm NOT saying that the only way we'll fly back is if all those conditions are met... I'm simply stating that IF all of those conditions are met, you have my word: WE WILL BE THERE. Any weekend out of the year. Caveat - I can only promise one trip in a 3-month span, meaning there will be a 3-month grace period, following one of these excursions, in which we will not be obligated to make the trek (considering the price of plane tickets would add up and take a toll on the old bank account)... I hope Jared doesn't mind me speaking for him. I'm pretty sure he was drunk the last time we discussed and agreed upon this.
On a side (but somewhat related) note: I was telling Jared and Jamie how I really want for all 613ers to have an extra copy of our house key, so that one of you can just fly in on a random Friday (without any previous notice) and be sitting on our couch drinking beer (ala Tony) when we arrive home from work for a blow-out weekend. Also, considering we live 2 miles from LAX, I'd love to drop my bike off in the morning - chained to one of the fences in a nearby airport parking lot - where someone could exit their plane, walk over to the parking lot, unlock the bike, and take a quick ride down to our place. Call me a dreamer, I just think that would be awesome.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
I just looked at my calendar...
and noticed that I have nothing planned for 613 day, ooorrrr the entire months of April and May for that matter. So I really want to have a 613 event for the day/weekend itself!
It falls on a Friday this year and I think a real celebration is in order.
I mean, at least another countdown calendar from Tony!?
Anyone else up for it? Thoughts?
t
:)
It falls on a Friday this year and I think a real celebration is in order.
I mean, at least another countdown calendar from Tony!?
Anyone else up for it? Thoughts?
t
:)
Saturday, March 22, 2008
S.O.B.S
Just watched this ep of Arrested Development and it is just brilliant...and gets more so upon subsequent viewings
rewatch it if you havent in a while
rewatch it if you havent in a while
Monday, March 17, 2008
Phillllllly
In my lifelong quest to be more like Rand Geiger, I am moving to philadelphia. I found out last week that I got a job at an ecommerce company just outside of the city. I am moving to Manayunk which is near villanova. My apartment is two blocks off mainstreet that has 10 to 15 bars. I'm moving in a little over a week.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
MPH the iPod edition
So as my trip to LA draws closer I have two MPH related goals. The first is to successfully complete a MPH on an airplane. To do this I decided to put all the MPHs' on my iPod (which is the second goal). This is suprisingly easy (but time consuming). First I downloaded a program called handbrake (Older macs need version 9.1 not the newer one). After turning off auto updates (a must with the older version) I simply placed my MPH4 dvd into my superdrive, opened a finder window and dragged the video and audio folders onto the desktop (into a new folder called MPH4). After selecting that folder as the source and and selecting the iPod output settings (and waiting two hours) I had MPH4 on my iPod. I am currently transfering the others. I thought I would share this in case others wanted to add MPH to their iPods (For the ride home on the LIRR for example).
-T
-T
Sunday, March 02, 2008
CHOKE - The Movie
I was totally unaware of this coming to the theatres this August till I was at work searching the comp to verify the release date of Chuck's newest book (comes out in May and is entitled SNUFF and is about a porn star to sets out to have the biggest orgy) that I saw a future release date of the movie cover edition of CHOKE
Apparently CHOKE did well at Sundance, winning the Best Ensemble Cast jury award.
Here is a vid of the director
and some updates on the movie (including its imdb page link) from Chucks site
Im pretty excited but at the same time surprised this one got past me
Apparently CHOKE did well at Sundance, winning the Best Ensemble Cast jury award.
Here is a vid of the director
and some updates on the movie (including its imdb page link) from Chucks site
Im pretty excited but at the same time surprised this one got past me
Sunday, February 24, 2008
GREAT last minute
chanced upon this...actually 4 of 5
if you have time and wanna check out the other ones, 5 has a good point in it and the others are alllllright
but this one has a nice little surprise in the last minute
if you have time and wanna check out the other ones, 5 has a good point in it and the others are alllllright
but this one has a nice little surprise in the last minute
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Totally Rad Flashback
So tonight I am going to a Matchbox 20 concert at Mohegan Sun and who is the opening act? No one other than Alanis Morrissette
Could this concert BE anymore of a 90's wet dream?
Could this concert BE anymore of a 90's wet dream?
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Indy
Thoughts about the first trailer? I am pumped but it looks like they end up at Roswell at one point?
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Tribute to Eli
There really is only one subject appropriate for my first blog post in months.
No it's not my embarrasing finish in the most recent 613 power rankings (which I'm sure I didn't help by missing out on the New Year's festivities). No it's not my domination of the fantasy football league for the 2nd year in a row. It's also not a description of my last shit (A fine idea for Dre to implement Bry's new picture game with). And finally it's not about my excitement for the upcoming X-Files Sequel (I'll leave that for T).
I'm using this oppurtunity to show off my boy Eli... a man everybody doubted (except Bry and I of course). A man every woman wants and every man wants to be. The finest quarterback in the history of time.
Watching him pick apart the patriots with ease reminded me of 613's most glorious victories (beating girls in basketball, winning cornell's trivia night, making chris puke on his birthday).
Any interest in an Eli Manning power hour? anybody? Bueller?
Increased Blog Participation
I think we can set it up so that everyone receives an email notification when there is a new post made. Would you guys be interested?
Monday, February 04, 2008
Super bowl thoughts
I just wanted to share my memories of the Super bowl (mostly because this blog needs an update).
Nothing, this is what I saw of Super bowl 42. It was the first Super bowl in almost two decades that I did not watch. I could not bring myself to watch the Patriots win again, and it was obvious they were going to win. I physically could not handle watching Brady lift that trophy, smile and talk about how special this moment was. I could not do it, and no amount of beer or chicken wings could convince me otherwise. So I spent a somber Sunday evening alone on my couch reading a tome about the reduction of social capital in the US over the last three decades. As a courtesy I walked to my computer to check the score: "Huh" I thought, "the Giants took the lead and ten minutes off the clock, but they settled for a field goal and we all know you do not beat the Patriots with field goals." I returned to my book and after another chapter, again a cursory glance at the score, 7-3 and all was right with the world. I visited an AOL site that had every Super bowl commercial mostly so I would not be lost in class when we discussed the event (Tangentially the Rocky parody gets an 8, it would have been a 10 if they recreated a certain beach scene). Another chapter read led to one more trip to the computer but amazingly the Giants had jumped to a 10-7 lead. Almost ten minutes left, way to much time I thought. But now I was intrigued, to afraid to turn the TV on (can not jinx anything) I sat at my computer watching ads and frantically updating the ESPN game track. When the Pats retook the lead I felt strangely comfortable, not happy in the slightest mind you but comfortable. It was what was supposed to happen, the bitchy, me first G-Men were not the type of team that could beat the mighty (and undefeated) Patriots. When Eli and the Giants got the ball back I thought there was no chance they could score. Nope another 4th quarter come back for Brady, the legend grows, greatest team ever, greatest quarterback ever yada yada yada. But the Giants kept moving the ball. Third and long, "Oh this has to be it no way Manning doesn't fold." By the time the screen flashed touchdown I was in disbelief. I watched the game end on Game track almost catatonic, dumbfounded by the events that had just transpired. The mighty had fallen, the Pats had lost. My faith in humanity was restored, if ever so slightly. So thanks Eli for reaffirming my faith in humanity because I just could not watch the Pats win again.
So I skipped the fun and exciting memories of watching a Super bowl with friends for the quite sanctuary of my apartment. As I poured my celebratory glass of apricot wheat from my growler; texting and calling 613ers I would not have had it any other way.
P.S. The originally reason for this post was to mention I will be in LA in 32 days and seeing that 32 is my favorite number I thought I sould mention it.
Nothing, this is what I saw of Super bowl 42. It was the first Super bowl in almost two decades that I did not watch. I could not bring myself to watch the Patriots win again, and it was obvious they were going to win. I physically could not handle watching Brady lift that trophy, smile and talk about how special this moment was. I could not do it, and no amount of beer or chicken wings could convince me otherwise. So I spent a somber Sunday evening alone on my couch reading a tome about the reduction of social capital in the US over the last three decades. As a courtesy I walked to my computer to check the score: "Huh" I thought, "the Giants took the lead and ten minutes off the clock, but they settled for a field goal and we all know you do not beat the Patriots with field goals." I returned to my book and after another chapter, again a cursory glance at the score, 7-3 and all was right with the world. I visited an AOL site that had every Super bowl commercial mostly so I would not be lost in class when we discussed the event (Tangentially the Rocky parody gets an 8, it would have been a 10 if they recreated a certain beach scene). Another chapter read led to one more trip to the computer but amazingly the Giants had jumped to a 10-7 lead. Almost ten minutes left, way to much time I thought. But now I was intrigued, to afraid to turn the TV on (can not jinx anything) I sat at my computer watching ads and frantically updating the ESPN game track. When the Pats retook the lead I felt strangely comfortable, not happy in the slightest mind you but comfortable. It was what was supposed to happen, the bitchy, me first G-Men were not the type of team that could beat the mighty (and undefeated) Patriots. When Eli and the Giants got the ball back I thought there was no chance they could score. Nope another 4th quarter come back for Brady, the legend grows, greatest team ever, greatest quarterback ever yada yada yada. But the Giants kept moving the ball. Third and long, "Oh this has to be it no way Manning doesn't fold." By the time the screen flashed touchdown I was in disbelief. I watched the game end on Game track almost catatonic, dumbfounded by the events that had just transpired. The mighty had fallen, the Pats had lost. My faith in humanity was restored, if ever so slightly. So thanks Eli for reaffirming my faith in humanity because I just could not watch the Pats win again.
So I skipped the fun and exciting memories of watching a Super bowl with friends for the quite sanctuary of my apartment. As I poured my celebratory glass of apricot wheat from my growler; texting and calling 613ers I would not have had it any other way.
P.S. The originally reason for this post was to mention I will be in LA in 32 days and seeing that 32 is my favorite number I thought I sould mention it.
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