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Tuesday, April 01, 2008


I hate midtown. Unfortunately George Bush has forced me to accept work in midtown. The only consolation is that I'm working in the same building as Rupert Jee's Hello Deli. Yesterday I had the 'Biff': hot roast beef, American cheese, lettuce, tomato, sweet peppers, and mayo. Muy delicioso. Rupert is a great guy, and a Jets fan. We're very hopeful about the new season just 5 months away! Considering the money the Jets have spent on a new offensive line I'd say that we should see Chad back in the pocket again. Rupert agrees.


Haven't seen Biff, Dave, or Paul yet, but it seems inevitable being next door to the Ed Sullivan Theater. I wonder if Biff will remember me. I doubt it since I've lost the mountain man look I had going on then.

At any rate I have two months of midtown ahead of me. Hopefully by then I'll find a gig back in the civilized world of lower Manhattan.

Fuckin' tourists......

Hell, stop by and see my folks while there! They only live two blocks away.
If it makes you feel any better, I'm a tourist, and I hate midtown, too. Sweet Jesus. There are so many wonderful parts of NYC, why the fuck do they have to put all the tourist shit in the slimy hellhole middle of Manhattan?
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