Paul, Sarah, Terry and I have an odd fascination with Donkey Punch. Or maybe we just like to say it a lot? Who knows. In any case it appears the the models like it too. Awesome:



On a similar note I recently met a senior writer for page six. Sigh. I told him I'd sleep with him on the spot just because he did celebrity gossip. I wasn't kidding. I regaled him with my (e:pageseven) stories. He loved it. I suppose it's not always easy being down with the gossip. That was a dream come true.

I went to a pickle party on Saturday (some dude is starting a gourmet pickled products company). A friend of a friend we ran into at the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens invited us. So turns out one of the people we went to the party with was from good old B'lo. Awesome. He knew some of the peeps I knew and he worked for jetblue. I knew that i recognized him from somewhere. Then Sunday I ran into a girl from the party downtown while I was shopping. It's kinda rad that finally I know enough people here to just run into people and have various adventures.

As for my previous post. Anyone who has a younger brother/sister knows when people fuck with the sibling shit is going to hit the fan. That's all there is to it. Built up rage sure it's there. However it's due and directed at the tourists that fucking can't figure out how to walk on the sidewalk when I'm trying to get to work.

And with that folks- I'm outtie 2000