Archive for the ‘New York City’ Category

Seven Year Itch

Wednesday, July 11th, 2007

Note to self – if you’re going to wear skirts to work in the summer:

  1. Do not walk over subway grates
  2. Hold your skirt down while walking down station steps
  3. Hold your skirt down while walking in between tall buildings
  4. Adjust your skirt before you sit down on the LIRR, or you’ll be sticking to the seat for the entire ride in

Battle on the Q53

Monday, July 9th, 2007

Yesterday, Lexcie, Alex and I went to walk the abandoned LIRR Rockaway Branch. After meeting in Midtown and having lunch, we took the R train to Forest Hills, where we walked around trying to find access to the ROW. However, Forest Hills had gated most access to the ROW, so we had a difficult time. We finally found a clearing at Southridge Street and Yellowstone Road, and climbed up onto the tracks. It took us about two hours to clear half a mile along the thick, thorny brush, but we did find a bunch of interesting spots on the way, including some washed-out track beds and a car parts and chemical barrel dumping ground. We abandoned the route when we hit the LIRR Lower Montauk Line, and will perhaps finish another day. I would like to see the abandoned stations.

And the whole time we walked the abandoned ROW, my mother was worried about people and danger we might encounter, when the real action turned out to be at bustling Rockaway Beach. (more…)

WordPress Was Hungry

Tuesday, June 26th, 2007

… and ate the long post I just wrote. Roar.

Anways, life continues on its busy way, which is quite a good thing. Last weekend truly began the summer craziness. (more…)

Busy Weekend

Monday, June 18th, 2007

I had quite a busy weekend, which seems to be the norm nowadays. That’s a good thing – I really shouldn’t sleep in late and let it waste away.

Although I get out of work early on Friday, I decided to stay in the city late to avoid the mess of Fire Islanders/Hamptonites/Montaukians on the LIRR. So a co-worker and I went out for a movie, dinner and drinks, since the boss man gave us movie gift certificates for a job well done this past month. We decided on Knocked Up, because I’ve heard nothing but good things about it from my friends. And it was actually a very, very good movie, and quite heartwarming. Although I am not one for crudeness, it actually gave a more real-life element to the movie. You could actually see a friend in that situation. I haven’t seen any of Judd Apatow’s other movies yet, but plan to check them out.

And even though I stayed late on Friday, my 8:30 Patchogue train was still packed with beachgoers. (more…)

Tale As Old As Time

Tuesday, June 5th, 2007

So, Lexcie and I went to go see Beauty and the Beast on Broadway last Friday. It’s one of my all-time favorite movies, and I wanted to see the show before it officially closes in July. A co-worker did tell me there were some difference from the movie – mainly, it was more comedic and there were more songs. Overall, I gave it a seven out of ten stars.

Why not ten, considering it’s one of my favorite movies? (more…)

Home and Roam

Monday, May 21st, 2007

House is nearing completion; there is finally a shell in which I could walk around in. My bedroom is now significantly larger, and I welcome the fact that I will now have a double bed, bookshelves, and a desk. Obi has already claimed the room as her own. Perhaps I shall get her a doggie bed to sleep on, but she sure as heck ain’t sleeping on my bed. She’s a space hog and licks all the blankets.

This past weekend in the city was quite a nice one and someone knows why 🙂 Took the Q down to Coney Island and sauntered down the boardwalk for a bit. The area is quite a sad state of affairs with attractions and buildings beginning to close in anticipation of Thor Equities’ redevelopment. Eh, I’m just too damned nostalgic.

Then we met quite a few R-40 Slants at Stillwell, allowing for a nice view of the Sea Beach line. However, we were kicked out of the prime viewing spot by a five-year-old halfway through the trip back to Manhattan. Got off at 8th Street, stopped at my office (which was very creepy on a Saturday) and grabbed lunch/dinner (linner? dunch?) at Max Brenner’s Chocolate By The Bald Man. It was quite the kooky place, but heaven for a chocoholic like me. Day ended with a trip on the Staten Island Ferry, a quite empty Staten Island Railway train, walking through Tottenville in the pouring rain, and then back to Manhattan to catch my train home. It was the perfect start for many adventures to come :) On a side note, the San Francisco trip is less than two months away now, and has suddenly become more anticipated than ever.

Today, I had my 12th-ish PET/CT scan. This time, it was in Stony Brook Medical Center’s new cancer center. Despite all the newness and less crowding, the scan took longer than usual, which didn’t make me very happy. My appointment was at 9:30. I didn’t get injected with the radioactive glucose until 10:30, and didn’t get in the machine until 12:15. By the time I finished, it was almost 1:00. I was in pain from having my arms over my head and staying completely still during that time, and my blood sugar had taken a nose dive from fasting since 9:00 the night before.  Oh well, so is life – but sure beats having cancer. I have my follow-up appointment with my oncologist next week, but I’m sure the results are going to be just fine.

Burning the Midnight Oil

Thursday, May 17th, 2007

So I’m working late on an article yet again this week. This time, it wasn’t due to my own slackoffiness, but rather to the incompetance of my company’s IT department. I never realized how dependant I was on the Internet and network connectivity until I lost it for five hours today. I had to revert back to running around the office with a borrowed flash drive, which reminded me of my college newspaper days (oh, the horror!)

It’s like the one day I forgot to bring my cell phone with me to work. I felt so lost without it. It was a rainy day, and I had to call Mom to tell her to pick me at Babylon, rather than Islip. My only option at that point was calling from a quickly-disappearing species – the pay phone.  I fished out a quarter from my pocketbook, only to discover that pay-phone calls were now 50 cents. I didn’t have another quarter, so I had to call collect or risk missing my train.

It’s amazing. I used to go to New York City without a cell phone all the time.  Makes me wonder how I’d ever survive on a deserted island. I should take a vacation from technology for a week and see how well I fare.

Amanda Vs. The World Pt. II

Tuesday, May 15th, 2007
  1. Amanda vs. Bad Underground Music (2-0) – Seems like my complaining indirectly worked. I’ve seen no Peruvian pipers this week, and I was treated to the sounds of two different doo-wop/Motown a capella groups in the past three days. So, whichever group hopped on my downtown R train at Canal St.  around 5 p.m. yesterday and sang The Temptations’ “My Girl,” thank you. If I had a dollar or two on me, I would have dropped it in your paper bag. I owe you one.
  2. Amanda vs. Her LG VX5300 Cell Phone (0-50) – After being a faithful Nokia owner since I began using a cell phone in 2001, I decided to go with an LG when my contract allowed me to get a new phone this year. It was only $10, and much more durable than any Nokia I have owned (it even survived a 20-concrete-step drop). However, it lacks an archive for text messages, which I learned this week. And now I can only store 50 messages before I have to go play the delete game. I have no other way to save them except e-mail them to myself, but that’s a pain in the ass.
  3. Amanda vs. the Long Island Rail Road’s Lost & Found (0-Infinity) – I’ve yet to locate my Tupperware and electric toothbrushes. I give up. At least some conductor will have have nice, shiny teeth and a non-soggy salad for lunch.

And an additional match-up:

  • R-40 vs. R-46 (1-0) – My mean distance between failures (145,045 miles) is better than your mean distance between failures (140,098 miles), so take your shiny, bucket-seated trains and go elsewhere, Yuri. I win this year!

Well, judging from my scorecards so far, I have some advice for you all: if I come back as a racing horse in my next life, don’t bet on me.

Amanda vs. the World

Thursday, May 3rd, 2007

So, here’s the latest scorecards:

  1. Amanda vs. Long Island Rail Road’s Lost and Found (0-2) – Two months ago, I lost a special (and somewhat expensive) Tupperware on the train. I had this nifty thingamajig on top that would allow me to dispense salad dressing at the turn of a knob so I wouldn’t have a soggy salad by lunchtime. Four visits to Long Island Rail Road’s Lost and Found office in Penn Station were fruitless, so I vowed never to leave a bag on the LIRR again. But the Tupperware gods said “HA!” So, Monday, I left my other special Tupperware on the train – the one with the nifty sandwich cooler – along with two electric toothbrushes I bought for 50% off at Duane Reade. So, I went to Lost and Found this morning, but the young William H. Macy-lookalike at the counter said nothing was brought back from that train. Oh well, I guess I have to go back to toting cheap Chinese takeout Tupperware now.
  2. Amanda vs. Metro (1-0) – Last month, I wrote a bitchy letter to Metro, AM New York and MTA New York City Transit about the pushy free newspaper peddlers outside of the southeast entrance of Herald Square/34th Street’s subway station. They were constantly blocking the flow of traffic, as well as leaving newspapers on the steps and bannisters – a pretty big safety hazard, if you asked me. Metro was first to respond, and told me it would remedy the situation. Now, its peddler stands five feet back from the stairs and out of the way. The MTA responded with some dinky form letter about getting the transit bureau on it, but that still leaves…
  3. Amanda vs. AM New York (0-1) – Its peddler still goes back and forth in front of the stairway like the paddle in “Pong,” the commuters her unfortunate ball. She is very pushy, and will block your way in order to fill her quota. I’ve gotten quite testy with her a few times when she tried to force the paper on me. AM New York never responded to my letter, and she’s still at it.
  4. Amanda vs. the Office Snack Vending Machine (0-2 and 50 cents) – The first bag of Apple Chips got stuck, so I fed the machine another dollar, hoping the second bag would knock it down. Both got stuck, and the machine never returned my change.

Lullabye of Broadway

Monday, April 30th, 2007

I’ve just about had it with the Peruvians who play the wooden pipes on the subway mezzanines. Every morning, I stumble down the steps of 34th Street/Herald Square to either of two songs: “Hello” by Lionel Richie, or “Mona Lisa” by Nat King Cole. Those are not the two songs you want to have stuck in your head all day, especially without lyrics – just the haunting pipes, and usually off-beat. Oh, but there are even worse songs than those. I once heard them playing, “Dreamlover” by Mariah Carey. Ack!

There seems to be a lack in the variety of underground musicians lately . It’s usually either the wooden pipers or breakdancers. I haven’t seen many others, unless the MTA has been cracking down on them. I think they’re supposed to have some sort of license to play in the stations.

My favorites are the mariachi bands who hop onto the trains in full regalia and the doo-wop groups. One time, I was on the 5 train to Wall Street when a man asked my friend what time it was. She looked at her watch and said, “It’s about five o’cl-,” when he interrupted and said, “NO! It’s DOO-WOP TIME!” and immediately broke into a song about making love throughout the night.

I wonder if anyone has made an album of the underground musicians? I think it would be a sure-seller. I would definitely have to skip “Hello,” though.