Yesterday I brought my goodbye party to the Super Formal Friday party that had crashed the ComiCon bar hang. It was nice when I finally got there: my last day at work this Friday looked like a joke with the amount of job that rained down on me the last 5 hours. It was just after the Pizza-goodbye lunch that Sony held for me that, all of a sudden jobs started coming to me in an alarming speed. And I had counted on not getting any more jobs since I wanted to finish my paperwork and make backups of the last weeks projects. But that was not what happened and because of that I came an hour late to my going away party. I know some friends had been there and left before I got there and that was really to bad. And other friends got there and decided to be haters and leave. But with all the funny costumes and the talks I had with people that unfortunately never happened during work I still think the party was pretty good.
I am really ready to leave NY now. I have very mixed feelings though as it feels like it just was starting and that I had to rush through everything.
Subjective experience of a move to NY and my work here. And a trip through the other states...
NY
söndag 16 oktober 2011
Best dressed homelessman in NY
Today I became homeless. It was a planned action, but never the less energy consuming. I moved out of my room in Harlem. Took all my belongings somewhere around 50 kilos of clothes, computers and crap and left the apartment. My plan was to leave the bike and walk but I could not carry my stuff so I made use of my bike to roll the biggest of my three bags. First stop was the laundry.
After that I went to Brooklyn, Parkslope to be precise felt that I wanted to say good bye to a friend I have come to know here in NY. Stopped by a phone store to revive my phone. Still hating T-mobile so much, but Verizon will not take your money if they can't have all of it: they demand to sell you a phone as well. By the time I had gotten to Parkslope, by riding the subway with about 50 kilogram of luggage in three bags and a bike I was a bit tiered. With a working phone I managed to set up for myself a place to sleep according to a previous arrangement with another new friend here in NY: a truly nice guy, actually the nicest guy in NY.
After that I hung out in the Parkslope club for about 8 hours playing Robo Rally and Call of Duty - miniatures. It was really just what I needed.
Now I found my way to bed and I feel less homeless and more excited about the rest of my trip. But having to much luggage and no direct plan is a very stressful situation. It will be interesting to see what else this trip will bring.
After that I went to Brooklyn, Parkslope to be precise felt that I wanted to say good bye to a friend I have come to know here in NY. Stopped by a phone store to revive my phone. Still hating T-mobile so much, but Verizon will not take your money if they can't have all of it: they demand to sell you a phone as well. By the time I had gotten to Parkslope, by riding the subway with about 50 kilogram of luggage in three bags and a bike I was a bit tiered. With a working phone I managed to set up for myself a place to sleep according to a previous arrangement with another new friend here in NY: a truly nice guy, actually the nicest guy in NY.
After that I hung out in the Parkslope club for about 8 hours playing Robo Rally and Call of Duty - miniatures. It was really just what I needed.
Now I found my way to bed and I feel less homeless and more excited about the rest of my trip. But having to much luggage and no direct plan is a very stressful situation. It will be interesting to see what else this trip will bring.
torsdag 13 oktober 2011
Long Island Shoting Centre
Last week when my brother visited me we went to the middle of Long Island to a small place called Islip where there is a indoor shooting range where you might also rent guns. The trip with the LIRR, Long Island Rail Road takes somewhere around 1.15 to 1.30 depending on time of day and so on. It is also not the most busy stretch of rail-road with about one departure per hour. We just missed a train on our way there and one going back. In Islip we then had the opportunity to hang out at the local Path Mark super store. An educating time. Did you know that you are not allaowed by law to redeem more than 240 bottles and cans for a maximum amount of $12? Did not think so. Well it was not the only thing we learned about the law this day.
When we got to the range we enquired about renting pistols or revolvers to shoot with. But since we did not hold permits for that in the states we could not. But we could rent an AK-47, 12 gauge shotguns and other carbines. So the law forced us to go power strong, and I did not object. My AK was loud, gave a big muzzle flash and was castrated to only semi-automatic fire. But fun to shoot never the less.
My brothers toy-like .40 calibre carbine only held 10 in the magazine, had a sharp kick, was badly under aimed and had yellow tape on the plastic body to hold it together. A strange weapon that I don't really see the use of.
The range was a bit short, only 20 yards and the ammunition quite expensive. We had a good time, but the trip was a bit long for the short shooting.
When we got to the range we enquired about renting pistols or revolvers to shoot with. But since we did not hold permits for that in the states we could not. But we could rent an AK-47, 12 gauge shotguns and other carbines. So the law forced us to go power strong, and I did not object. My AK was loud, gave a big muzzle flash and was castrated to only semi-automatic fire. But fun to shoot never the less.
My brothers toy-like .40 calibre carbine only held 10 in the magazine, had a sharp kick, was badly under aimed and had yellow tape on the plastic body to hold it together. A strange weapon that I don't really see the use of.
The range was a bit short, only 20 yards and the ammunition quite expensive. We had a good time, but the trip was a bit long for the short shooting.
onsdag 12 oktober 2011
Transvestite Bingo at Bowery Poetry Club
Monday was Columbus day and some people where free since it is a National Holiday celebrating when a guy pretended to discover a continent where there were already people and which had been "discovered" by others in this way before which lead to genocide and the forming of this great nation and the hegemony of McD... OK I am rambling but am I lying?
Back to my Monday: after leaving my brother at JFK I went to Jamaica where apparently all the DVD stores are located. It was not very interesting so I went on back to Manhattan and attended a Monday night Bingo with Transvestites. IT was a fairly comedial a affair with a short man-like host who wore a fake moustache and a tall woman like hostess who wore glittery attire. They also had a black servant in police-inspired small clothes. Very colonial. Or not so much.
It was several rounds of bingo with strange prices to win. I actually won the best one: a Bruce Lee poster that is cut in the wrong place. The coolest thing was a drumstick made of papier mache. Who made it and why we where never told, but I could sense there was an untold story there.
We started out as a company of 8, but soon lost all our 4 Norwegians for dinner. Then when the remaining three had a fall out I was suddenly alone with 17 bingo cards. I gave them away like crazy trying to get percentage on the final cash prize but alas the wrong two persons got to split the $ 200. I had to go home with Bruce and without cash. But I had a good time.
Back to my Monday: after leaving my brother at JFK I went to Jamaica where apparently all the DVD stores are located. It was not very interesting so I went on back to Manhattan and attended a Monday night Bingo with Transvestites. IT was a fairly comedial a affair with a short man-like host who wore a fake moustache and a tall woman like hostess who wore glittery attire. They also had a black servant in police-inspired small clothes. Very colonial. Or not so much.
It was several rounds of bingo with strange prices to win. I actually won the best one: a Bruce Lee poster that is cut in the wrong place. The coolest thing was a drumstick made of papier mache. Who made it and why we where never told, but I could sense there was an untold story there.
We started out as a company of 8, but soon lost all our 4 Norwegians for dinner. Then when the remaining three had a fall out I was suddenly alone with 17 bingo cards. I gave them away like crazy trying to get percentage on the final cash prize but alas the wrong two persons got to split the $ 200. I had to go home with Bruce and without cash. But I had a good time.
Time is running out...
This is my last week in NY even though I have not bought my tickets out yet. Soon I will be leaving for the West Coast. Should I then change the name of my blog since I will neither be in the city or at the company?
Probably no.
Time here has gone by to fast even though at times I do feel like the German lady: "NY is so lame". But eventually I understand that it is mainly my friends who are lame and work to much. There are things to do here if you can just muster the energy. With me that usually means find some good people to do it with and that might be the shortage in this city: Good people. I am leaving, mind you good reader.
Probably no.
Time here has gone by to fast even though at times I do feel like the German lady: "NY is so lame". But eventually I understand that it is mainly my friends who are lame and work to much. There are things to do here if you can just muster the energy. With me that usually means find some good people to do it with and that might be the shortage in this city: Good people. I am leaving, mind you good reader.
Taco Jesus -finally!
Yesterday I was finally able to get some Mexican flavour, and no I am talking about food here nothing else. It feels like aeons of repeatedly trying: I went past there two times during the last 2 month with the intention of paying for food without getting any.
But yesterday I was finally admitted into the lime-green space of complete Air Wolf that is the Messiah of all foods Mexican: Taco Jesus.
Yes it was good. Sure beats the truck and the goat tacos.
Enchilada!
But yesterday I was finally admitted into the lime-green space of complete Air Wolf that is the Messiah of all foods Mexican: Taco Jesus.
Yes it was good. Sure beats the truck and the goat tacos.
Enchilada!
söndag 9 oktober 2011
The Accomplice
We went to experience "the Accomplice" a tour, a game, a show but foremost an experience according to their homepage.
In reality it was an old-school live action role-play. And I mean really old with the exception of no present game-master. But they had everything else: a linear plot, some locations to visit to get clues and meet cast-members who would point you further and give you things.
I will not divulge any parts of the story since I do not want to ruin it for you. But I will tell you some of my experiences and observations.
We bought the 3 last tickets for the tour according to the website. Even so we would have been the only three if 4 Florida girls had not been drinking so hard the night before. But they did and one of them was sick and missed their slot 30 minutes prior so they joined us. This was strange because I would have invited one more friend if we had thought that there was any tickets left which there should have been. Made me think that the tickets left was just a marketing stunt, and a bad one.
Anyway the tour started a few minutes late and it all seamed very out of place, so much so that I thought for a moment that the Florida girls where even part of the story. Everything just went strange very fast. The only people I could trust where my 2 friends. As time progressed we could develop our interactions somewhat but still we parted as strangers. The whole thing was jolly fun and I recommend it. It is not tiresome or hard but the experience is dependent on what you put in. So if you look for something different to do for a couple of hours in NY, LA or London and can pay for it then this is it.
According to the people who makes it there are two more in NY and one each in LA and London.
As far as storytelling goes there where glitches and clichés to go around and I think that it was written under the influence of weed, when to the authors the connections might have made sense. I understood it all, but only in the greater context not as a free standing story because of the faults and holes in the story. Having said that I still think it was great fun and I also think several of the actors did a great job with handling the situation.
Interaction wise you got your fair share. Comparing to most other theatrical activities I would even say that I got a 1000 times as much. Even compared to "Sleep no More" which I wrote about here, this experience is much more interactive. Still for someone with extensive interactive experience this was a bit under-developedand it is easy to understand that more freedom would break their production budget and time frame.
In reality it was an old-school live action role-play. And I mean really old with the exception of no present game-master. But they had everything else: a linear plot, some locations to visit to get clues and meet cast-members who would point you further and give you things.
I will not divulge any parts of the story since I do not want to ruin it for you. But I will tell you some of my experiences and observations.
We bought the 3 last tickets for the tour according to the website. Even so we would have been the only three if 4 Florida girls had not been drinking so hard the night before. But they did and one of them was sick and missed their slot 30 minutes prior so they joined us. This was strange because I would have invited one more friend if we had thought that there was any tickets left which there should have been. Made me think that the tickets left was just a marketing stunt, and a bad one.
Anyway the tour started a few minutes late and it all seamed very out of place, so much so that I thought for a moment that the Florida girls where even part of the story. Everything just went strange very fast. The only people I could trust where my 2 friends. As time progressed we could develop our interactions somewhat but still we parted as strangers. The whole thing was jolly fun and I recommend it. It is not tiresome or hard but the experience is dependent on what you put in. So if you look for something different to do for a couple of hours in NY, LA or London and can pay for it then this is it.
According to the people who makes it there are two more in NY and one each in LA and London.
As far as storytelling goes there where glitches and clichés to go around and I think that it was written under the influence of weed, when to the authors the connections might have made sense. I understood it all, but only in the greater context not as a free standing story because of the faults and holes in the story. Having said that I still think it was great fun and I also think several of the actors did a great job with handling the situation.
Interaction wise you got your fair share. Comparing to most other theatrical activities I would even say that I got a 1000 times as much. Even compared to "Sleep no More" which I wrote about here, this experience is much more interactive. Still for someone with extensive interactive experience this was a bit under-developedand it is easy to understand that more freedom would break their production budget and time frame.
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