this big city has it’s ups and downs. the good the bad. but life is what you make of it and sometimes we don’t make the best decisions every single time. but the city is great. the people may have a bad reputation and come off mean. we’ve all got an agenda. it’s the people that forgive and move forward and are accepting that I want to thank. you make this world go round. if not for you, there would never be an opportunity or a second chance and greatness wouldn’t flourish. happiness wouldn’t be. so thanks for you from me.

busy. dirty. never a dull moment. i must say i have fallen in “i really like you” with new york city.

most of my time there was spent with my lovely veronica going out, eating, dancing, shopping, relaxing, having a good time. i couldn’t have asked for more. it was such a fun and necessary trip. 

although when she was working/in class i was alone in the largest metropolitan area in the US. what’s one Bos to do in such a large city. 

there’s always something to do. and it’s overwhelming. you feel like you need to constantly be on the move, be rushed, doing something, otherwise you might as well be in Boston. I joke. But it’s no joke that New York City is tough to keep up with.

You look around you and it’s always hustling. This city truly never does sleep and it’s easy to fall into that trap, that warped mindset of always having to be on the go. losing sleep. for instance, wednesday evening when I arrived, we spent some time @ veronica’s place, it’d been two months since we last saw each other and quite honestly we needed to get over the surreal-ness of the moment. so around midnight we decided it’d be a good time to go out, grab a bite to eat and a drink. we’d both had long days, hadn’t eaten, and had an appetite. she took me to cafeteria. (i just googled their web site to link it up and it’s quite amazing. don’t let the soothing music take anything away from what i’m about to say). so we walk there and i’m expecting a chill 24 hour diner type place that will have ok food and a quiet tone to it. i mean it is a wednesday night and it’s past midnight.

we walk in, i felt like i had to be on a guest list to be seated. the place is bumping. packed. energy. life. music. very cool. posh. quite nice. the food was delicious. the drinks were great.  not what i expected at all for a place called cafeteria on a wednesday night. instantly it felt like a friday or saturday night and we had been out partying and going crazy. thinking back to this moment. it embodies everything i felt about new york city there after.

you don’t find these places anywhere else. you might. but i haven’t. i won’t. this was a first. but as i sat there gazing at my beautiful companion, eating away at my delicious fried chicken salad and sippin’ on my coco mojito, i found myself rushing to get through this because i felt like i had to quickly do something immediately after. woah! what a feeling. 

new york city doesn’t stop. and you can’t stop either. everything you do, everywhere you go, it’s packed and you need to know the way. people are moving, doing things incredible and terrible. always. always.

it’s overwhelming of course, but i feel like you need to own it. you need to make yourself own it. the city, the lifestyle. you need to grab it and make it your own. and that’s the beauty of it all i think. there’s no set path. they always say you if you make it in new york you can make it anywhere, and i think that’s left open for interpretation. i believe that if you make yourself in new york city, you can take that anywhere. in new york, you can make your own path in life, but you need to abide by their rules of the game. you can’t stop. if you’re up to it, you’ll be sitting high, if you’re not, prepare to be left in the dirty, dark, hard to breath dust and smog they call air.

i’ve been doing a lot of microblogging instead of actually writing in this big white space that has been taken over by videos and photos. but i want you to know that i haven’t forgotten, i just haven’t wanted to write anything as of late. at the same time, i have just become addicted to the twitter machine.

so if you have been paying attention to the tweet updates on the left you’ll know that i was recently in detroit for the chicago bears game at ford field. road tripped it up there with my uncle, cousin and his friend and stayed at the Renaissance center; which is a really nice hotel, apparently the tallest building in all of the detroit metro area as well. and hey, as soon as we got to the lobby we saw a couple bears players walking through. so not bad at all. and across the street or river was windsor which reminded me of days of old when we road tripped it to toronto a few years back. anyhow, detroit is really a blah kind of city with not much going on except for a bears game. 

tomorrow afternoon i’m headed towards new york city. i’ll be there for a week. celebrating a very special birthday. exploring the city. you gotta live life.

school started today. alright it started on monday really. i’ve got a nice balance of classes here with motion graphics, physics, math and effective speaking. i think you can see the two classes i’m most looking forward to. although i’m not sure it’s going to be a cake walk this quarter. first time i’m doing a “full load” with no real interactive design classes. a little different, but i’m willing because it seems like forever since i was last in school even though i took those online courses. it’s just nice to be back in the atmosphere of things and downtown and not in an online cafe in greece. although maybe that wouldn’t be so terrible either. 

i’m a moving machine right now. today was non-stop, this past weekend was non-stop, and i guarantee you that in the city that never sleeps…it will probably be non-stop.

keep an eye out for photos, tweets, stories, etc…

so much to say, where to begin?

the reason why i stalled is because i felt like i missed the perfect opportunity for the punch line; it’s all about timing you know. like a good joke. but sure, i’ve been busy, i’ve done things worthy of being ‘blogged’. but again, i feel like those items have passed their time to get proper recognition.

a few weeks ago I drove to rochester, new york. that’s upstate and about a 10 hour drive from chicago. of course i was visiting veronica. from rochester, we drove up to lake placid in the adirondacks to camp out for a bit. it was stunning. we had a very secluded camp site with a lean-to and a running river all to ourselves. it was a dream camp site if you ask me. we grilled, we slept, we did everything out in this forest. we focused on our three meals a day because that took up so much time and effort. we had to start the fire, cook the food, eat and then clean the dishes. one day instead of taking our food back up to the car, we left it out and came back to see that some little critter(s) had investigated the cookies, apples and marshmellows. bastards. another morning i felt as if i had seen a pretty good sized bear print on our lean to and then again in the ground. Veronica, however, still to this day will try to convince you that it was her sandle that made that print. hmmmm…

from lake placid we drove to boston. a city which doesn’t live up to it’s name. BOSton. the city of Boston is useless…if you have no idea where you’re going or what to do. there are no street signs, there is no structure to their city layout, it just sucks trying to get around. there are some nice attractions to visit and if you do know what you’re doing or you’re with people who have something to do, it’s a good time. otherwise, you can live without it. in fact if you find yourself in boston and just don’t know what to do or how to get somewhere, just find one of those buses that takes you to new york city for like $15 and trust me, the 3 hour drive will be totally worth it. i don’t have much else to say about boston, except that it’s worthless if you dont know what you’re doing and it’s a huge college town…let me go on about that for one a little bit more. everywhere you turn there seems to be another university or college that takes up space and sounds like it is the best out there. and for a second you feel a little bit in awe because you’re near harvard or berklee but then you look around closer and you see that there isn’t anything much more special about these campuses or students and then you look even closer at the situation and realize, “shit, everyone here is wearing a fucking boston red sox shirt/hat.” and then my friend you realize that boston is like a wriglleyville to the extreme. (i’m sorry but thinking of an entire city being like the worst part of chicago makes me want to puke a little bit.) boston is very much a big college “city” where everyone wears red sox merchandise. sure it’s pride in your team that’s doing real well, but there was a scenario where i heard red sox fans talking about how great they were for having the oldest stadium in the league! are you fucking kidding me here!? please Boston, i walked by fenway, i’ve seen it on tv, i’m sure it doesn’t get much better and it wasn’t that impressive. to be quite honest it looked like it should be a warehouse from the outside and there wasn’t a chance in hell i was going to pay $350 to sit in the “green monster” or $100 for standing room only. I don’t give to shits about you having the oldest stadium in the majors. your stadium still looks like shit and the fans have become cunkees. yes a mix of cubs and yankee fans. you finally got a taste of winning so you’re real high brow and yet you still whine about your “historic” field. blah blah blah. i’m done with you. and to think i almost liked the red sox for a little.

i digress…from boston we went to a real city. a city for all other citys, with the exception of chicago, to admire and bow down to…NEW YORK CITY! such a pleasure to be in a city where driving makes sense and you can walk to or take public transport to any destination you want to. new york, i really, really like you. the vibe, the people, the food, the softball games in central park on a monday afternoon, the wonderful hotel room, were all such a pleasure. i was in new york city for a day, but could write about it for a week. there is and was so much going on that your mind was constantly working. and that may sound exhausting, but then you have this magical wonder of central park. a jungle within a jungle and you’re able to escape for it all. veronica and i enjoyed a double header softball game and found ourselves laughing, cheering and enjoying this onslaught of characters, typical new yorkers, i mean stereotypical new yorkers!, playing softball and it might have been the greatest hour and a half of my life. i don’t think i’ve seen anything more real or honest than this team playing softball in central park new york city on a monday afternoon. this image that i had always envisioned in my head, that i have seen in tv and movies was a reality right before my eyes. one day i’ll post video of it. and then you’ll get to see.

so anyway, the punchline was really missed with my last few weeks and i’ve fallen a bit behind. but i do hope you enjoyed this. i’ll do my best to keep you up to date. so long for now.

-Bos