Dear Boring New Yorkers
Sunday, April 15, 2018
This post only applies to the ones living in the five boroughs where things ACTUALLY HAPPEN. Everywhere else, you can't live a cooler life because...nothing noteworthy really happens where you live. Harsh but true. Local newspaper events or your family backyard get together hardly counts.
I absolutely hate when people say "New York is boring." NAHH BOI NEW YORK ISN'T BORING -YOU ARE. If you spend time bullshitting and doing nothing at home, then hell yeah its gonna be boring AF. And if you allow it to remain like that, it's because YOU'RE BORING.
There are always sooo many things going on- in my experience usually always in the city. No matter how tight things seem to be here in terms of cold cash, everyone usually has $2.75 to shell out for a train ride to adventure. Just about EVERY week a new retail store opens, a new pop up emerges, or new food joint serving something crazy , or a random event is going on at Washington Square Park- don't tell me otherwise. AND you don't have to be loaded to have a good time.
Make it a mission to try something new whenever you get the chance. YOU DON'T EVEN NEED A FULL DAY! Just a few hours. And stop depending on flaky friends to actually be able to do one of them. Make it a solo venture. I do it all the time and it works out pretty well for me.
Spring and summer will be rolling up any minute now, and when it finally does, there will be more to do. Did you know some spots like Brookfield place, Brooklyn Bridge Park, and even Coney Island right on the beach usually offer free movies every Friday? Did you know some of the best and most beautiful views in the city aren't from overpriced tourist traps, but from spots like Le Bain and Governors Island? You only say its boring here because you haven't tried hard enough to find something noteworthy to do, and like I said, there is ALWAYS something to do.
If you aren't into movies and views, you have to be into food. Everyones into food. Majority of us eat three meals a day. There are ENDLESS brunch, lunch, and dinner spots. ENDLESS. Once I move to Midtown this May, my mission is to eat at a new restaurant every weekend. I want to be able to give the best on-the-spot recs. Plus now there's pretty much a food hall in every neighborhood. Chinatown has Canal Street Market, Chelsea has the Gansevoort and Chelsea Market and so on. I can't forget to mention SMORGASBURG. Some of the best food vendors can be found here. Occasional long lines but what can you do. Stop blowing money on weed and alcohol and going to the same damn clubs every weekend. Thats boring because that's REPETITIVE. Get yourself a new experience.
Music Festival Season is approaching too! Governors Ball, later on The Meadows, and others outside of the state. If that isn't your scene and you have more of a reserved? taste in music, theres jazz clubs like Swing 46, or Lincoln Center where you can have a calm night and listen to some awesome musicians. And if that isn't your thing try Broadway. Can't afford Broadway? Try the ticket lottery.
There is always an alternative or a way to get something for less. If it isn't someone saying New York is boring its either someone else or the same person saying "New York is too expensive." I can't front, it is on an intern salary, but it won't work unless you make it work. Get a side hustle, start a budget, become a sugar baby, whatever works for you.
NYC has a lot to offer and a lot to do. And if you aren't doing any of it, then just leave and be boring somewhere else.
I absolutely hate when people say "New York is boring." NAHH BOI NEW YORK ISN'T BORING -YOU ARE. If you spend time bullshitting and doing nothing at home, then hell yeah its gonna be boring AF. And if you allow it to remain like that, it's because YOU'RE BORING.
There are always sooo many things going on- in my experience usually always in the city. No matter how tight things seem to be here in terms of cold cash, everyone usually has $2.75 to shell out for a train ride to adventure. Just about EVERY week a new retail store opens, a new pop up emerges, or new food joint serving something crazy , or a random event is going on at Washington Square Park- don't tell me otherwise. AND you don't have to be loaded to have a good time.
Make it a mission to try something new whenever you get the chance. YOU DON'T EVEN NEED A FULL DAY! Just a few hours. And stop depending on flaky friends to actually be able to do one of them. Make it a solo venture. I do it all the time and it works out pretty well for me.
Spring and summer will be rolling up any minute now, and when it finally does, there will be more to do. Did you know some spots like Brookfield place, Brooklyn Bridge Park, and even Coney Island right on the beach usually offer free movies every Friday? Did you know some of the best and most beautiful views in the city aren't from overpriced tourist traps, but from spots like Le Bain and Governors Island? You only say its boring here because you haven't tried hard enough to find something noteworthy to do, and like I said, there is ALWAYS something to do.
If you aren't into movies and views, you have to be into food. Everyones into food. Majority of us eat three meals a day. There are ENDLESS brunch, lunch, and dinner spots. ENDLESS. Once I move to Midtown this May, my mission is to eat at a new restaurant every weekend. I want to be able to give the best on-the-spot recs. Plus now there's pretty much a food hall in every neighborhood. Chinatown has Canal Street Market, Chelsea has the Gansevoort and Chelsea Market and so on. I can't forget to mention SMORGASBURG. Some of the best food vendors can be found here. Occasional long lines but what can you do. Stop blowing money on weed and alcohol and going to the same damn clubs every weekend. Thats boring because that's REPETITIVE. Get yourself a new experience.
Music Festival Season is approaching too! Governors Ball, later on The Meadows, and others outside of the state. If that isn't your scene and you have more of a reserved? taste in music, theres jazz clubs like Swing 46, or Lincoln Center where you can have a calm night and listen to some awesome musicians. And if that isn't your thing try Broadway. Can't afford Broadway? Try the ticket lottery.
There is always an alternative or a way to get something for less. If it isn't someone saying New York is boring its either someone else or the same person saying "New York is too expensive." I can't front, it is on an intern salary, but it won't work unless you make it work. Get a side hustle, start a budget, become a sugar baby, whatever works for you.
NYC has a lot to offer and a lot to do. And if you aren't doing any of it, then just leave and be boring somewhere else.
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To My Dying Best Friend
Monday, April 9, 2018
I probably asked you so many times that you just wanted me to shut up and finally gave in. I was only 7 going on 8 and I really wanted one. The four of us drove down to Puppy Boutique were there were mostly Yorkies and Pomeranians. All of us were severely asthmatic at the time. So it had to be a hypoallergenic one. Also, all those dogs...they all looked...well the same. There wasn't one that stood out- one that was the right fit.
The pup seller or specialist or whatever you call the dog sellers said she had a few more in the back. The first one was a big Bichon Frise. White, with a little pink bow on top. The girly dog was a little out of our budget. And then, she brought out you. You were sooooo tiny. Only a mere 4 months old, a purebred Poodle. To this day I still think it was a racist puppy boutique because the only black dog in store was on sale..."the winter special in the middle of July," but whatever. We all took our turns holding little you until my mom yelled out "Poochie!" And that was that.
We drove you home in the car that night, we had a little box in the center of our room with a little blanket inside waiting for you. But what you had waiting for us that morning was even better. You had shit all over the parking lot of the Hot Wheels themed carpet we had; multiple shits included. That's when I wanted to bring you back. At 7 I was cleaning shit and not liking it.
Around that time I was in the process of convincing my mom that I wanted to go vegetarian, and she didn't approve. But you, you ate EVERYTHING. She made meat a lot more often than she does now. She cooked chuletas a lot, which is Spanish for "Pork chops." I hated them, they were gross, but they made you lick your lips. So whenever she wasn't looking I would give them to you, and thats how I named you. Pork Chop.
Fast forward a few years later, were you were stolen from the front yard...for the first of three times. To the point where we had to hire a detective to get into someones house in order to get you back. You've lived a crazy life. In more ways, you experienced more of the hood than I ever will.
Fast forward to the college years, specifically my freshman year, which was the hardest year of my life. Going home some weekends was the best because I got to sleep in with you by my side. When the hurricane hit and we lost half the house and had no water or heat, it was us cuddling under multiple blankets for warmth. You always had your best little smile on despite the circumstances.
When I got really sick that summer, and spent most of my days sleeping, you would wake me up with kisses and lick away my tears. Dogs really do have a therapeutic element to them, they really do.
For a dog, you are very conceited. You have a deep understanding of the word "selfie." Hell, you can do them better than me. The craziest part is when you have a tendency of smiling in pictures when I do too. You aren't that big, about the size of my thigh, yet only you can manage to take up the entire bed and grunt if I were to even make the smallest movement. Forbid people ever came over, you always wanted all of the attention....and their food. Every single night without fail, you always hop in bed and cuddle right into me, and we sleep like that until morning. Sometimes, with your paws sticking out the covers.
16 years later. Yes, you've managed to live 16 years. Which is pretty astonishing. Yesterday we were told that your tumor had grown twice the size. They couldn't diagnose it at first because they weren't sure. Now we've been told it's cancer and that you need to be put to sleep. How do you tell your best friend that he's dying? Does he already know? How do you tell him that you have the power to make that happen?
I was waiting for the train when I got that text and instantly exploded into tears. For someone that owns over 15 pairs of glasses you'd think I'd have a pair on me when I needed them the most.
All I could think about was the clanking of your collar as you'd run to greet me at the gate. How you open presents every year on Christmas. How much you hate showers but love getting your hair blow dried. All these random flashbacks throughout your life just coming to me. I cried until I had no tears left and went to work with bloodshot eyes.
The year 1989 reassured me that "All Dogs go to Heaven."
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