Run-ins

Not with the law, just with familiar faces. I get the impression that I run into friends and acquaintances in the city more often than most. Maybe I happen to know a lot of people in the city (between high school, college and random NYC kids), or have good recall for faces (but I assume this is part of everyone's DNA), or maybe my other friends avoid these same people whereas I like to at least say "Hi". I think what it really comes down to is that I generally keep my eyes peeled - be it for familiar faces, girls (mainly), interesting stores, and things to climb/jump over (second only to girls).

So yesterday I was longboarding to the park with Scotty Callahan (Scoot over! Sorry, Scoot just getting started) to toss the Frisbee on the Great Lawn. Right as we were about to enter the park on E 90th Street I ran into a fellow Princeton guy, who was in the fraternity I pledged freshman year. Less than 5 minutes later saw a Cap '07er who was running the loop. We finally start playing frisbee and Cooper shows up to throw the disc, after I ran into him on the walk home from the subway an hour before and invited him to join. Later than night I was going to meet Cooper at a coffee shop for a mind bending chess match. I got there first and (this doesn't really count, but c'mon!) surprisingly found his girlfriend Catherine (I think that's the right spelling) sitting there studying for the bar exam. That's 3.5 people. Not bad.

Wednesday, the previous night, I was meeting Scott and a couple other Princeton guys for what essentially turned into a taco eating contest. Saw a Princeton girl catching a cab outside of Grand Central, spotted a girl from high school inside Pinkberry (or a knockoff, can't even tell) near Union Square, another Princeton girl a block farther along, and finally a guy who used to go to the Saw Mill (my hometown gym) back in the day. 4 people all within 20 minutes. And I was on the phone with mi madre for a good portion of it.

Off to Philly in a couple hours to chill with Mr. Joe Cho and friends.

Call me Shakespeare

So I haven't posted on this bad boy since 'Nam and thought I'd do some CPR on this bitch (sorry for the vulgarity, but it felt right).

I have a few things I could post, from life thoughts, to trip writeups, to videos of the moment. Instead, I'll continue from where I left off and post another poem. I wrote this for our good friend Travis and recited it at his birthday party back in January. For all you that are familiar with this character, I think you will enjoy my words:

Oh Travis McMichael
Ray Allen's disciple
Despite a career path estranged
[He] has a J always in range
Whether he's ballin' or burnin' one down.