I came home from a long day of javascripting to (e:terry) and (e:lilho)'s dance revolution. Finally got headphone for my phone so I can listen to music streamed over the net on the go without bothering everyone around me.

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At the company store today they had these Hello Kitty marshmellow pops. I was going to buy one but how could you eat that.



(e:emilyjane) (e:paul,1238) dancing to DDR in 04, she was just here the other day and is skinny as a rail now.

Wow, video so beats my first audio journal from 04 (e:paul,757) when recording (e:terry)'s DDR moves back then,

I saw someone riding a segway down elmwood tonight and remembered I wanted one. So I looked on ebay and they are cheap now.

Segway on Ebay -



It's only $800 on ebay. If I wasn't buying a house, two blocks from my work I would buy it. I want to play on it so bad.

Thursday int the square was quite enetertaining. Jesu McHotty's hotter than hot brother made a brokeback appearance in full cowboy regalia. This journal has a little something for everyone.

Soul Live - live

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Brokeback Mc Christian, hotty mcJesus brother.




Cute frank talks with the brokeback McChristian.


(e:lilho) looking fierce


She had them hanging out to the point where they almost fell out when she walked.


I can't believe hwo many motor cycles are at the event.


These pink pants are too much.






(e:mike) an dme in line for the porta potties

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I am staying late each night this week to make it so that I could take off this afternoon to go to the DMV. It took less time than I expected. In fact the DMV was all smooth sailing and I could have even done it on my lunch break.

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I had not been to this part of the Buffalo MArina in years. It was pleasantly well set up and seemed to be bumping with people. I don't know who the people are that want to live on the waterfront considering there are so many other nice, affordable places to liv ein the city. (e:lilho) says it is people with boats.

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I ate a cheeseburger for my second lunch today. They had a clam bar but I didn't notice it until after I ate the chesseburger. In fact they wine and beer plus free outdoor wifi and sitting areas. It is a great attraction that I think a lot of people don't know about.





















A sign about the robberies around Roswell


A picture of the yummiest ribs they had for lunch. Came with two potatoes and corn on the cob.


The other night I cooked Tuna after the gym but I had no lemons so I tried blackberries. They worked well, it was yummy.



Our first house has been painted, finally.

(e:matthew) and I got in a big fight about Main Street. I have a hard time discussing things with him because he yells and then I yell and then we start hating.

So here is my problem. I am scared of Main Street at night time (sometimes even in the day), should I pretend I am not? Should I pretend that when I go to the Utica subway stop that I am not harassed and that I don't freak out reading the emails I get about Canisius Students and Roswell workers getting robbed in broad daylight.

I feel like I should be interested in it's revival it but on the other hand I don't feel like it is my responsibility. I feel like I didn't create the problem, I have no degree in Urban Planning or Sociology and I am a middle class, athiest, white gay man. I seriously doubt that anyone who lives across Main Street even wants my opinion on the issue.

I really believe the only way neighborhoods can change is from the inside. Something that I feel religious groups and large scale investors (jobs, etc) can help with. However, outside of economic and spiritual investment in a community, both of which I am not able to offer as an individual - outisde change seem so forced to me.

If I go to someone else's neighborhood and start cleaning trash off the street, what am I saying about the people that live there. Maybe they want trash on their streets, maybe their live suck enough where trash isn't even really an issue. If it was me I would be offended. I mean how would you like it if someone just want to your neighborhood and changed it to conform to their standards.

I feel like the situation is out of my control. Everyone talks about the divide and that it exists. And everyone aggrees that it is wrong but what is the answer? At least I am buying a house in the city and contributing $5000 in taxes each year to the city instead of to some gated suburb.

What is the answer? Thinking about it all angers me so much. I guess that is why people move to the suburbs, lol.

I wrote about gentrification when talking about Grant St a while back (e:paul,3819) - I agree (e:mike,505) that while it appears good for the people moving in, it doesn't always fair so well for the people being shoved out.

I really don't know what to do about the situation but I know that it is weird living next to the most segregated wall I have ever seen. Has anyone noticed that other cities are not quite as segregated as Buffalo?

We also make fun of people for being scared of the city but my aunt mentioned the other day that her brother never comes to the city because he is scared from when he was "driven out of his neighborhood." At first I though she was just referring to him feeling uncomfortable or being racist but then she explained more that as their eastside german neighborhood became a black neighborhood people even threw bricks through the windows and generally drove them out. That is a scary scenario. I have no idea what it was like in the 80s. but something was different because the mansion we rent now, which is like 6000 square feet and would go for about $250,000 now cost our landlords only $26,000 in 1986 according to the Historical Society.

Was anyone around in the 80s who can say what it was like?

Like like at UB there is a faculty member who documented the race riots of the summer of 1967.

Can anyone at UB get ahold of that for us?

Besag, Frank P. (Graduate School of Education)
17/F/146
Race riot interviews, 1967. Transcriptions of taped interviews with neighborhood people, store owners, and police immediately after the race riots in Buffalo in the summer of 1967; and paperback book ANATOMY OF A RIOT: BUFFALO 1967, based on the interviews. The interviews were part of a survey commissioned by State University of New York at Buffalo president Martin Meyerson.

The Allentown Art Festival is getting so crazy. It is bigger and bigger each year. It actually feels like you are at some big city festival. I think Buffalo is really growing. At the same time, having it so big seems almost detrimental to shopping. You seriously feel like you are holding everyone uo when you stop for a second.

(e:holly) said taking pictures of people's art is stealing. I don't really agree but it made me feel paranoid about filming the stuff.









The freakin' scientologists have littered the streets with their trash.

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We had my Dad and Uncles Birthday Party today. It was much colder than last year. While there we went to a garage sale and got some furtniture for real cheap. The kid who was working the sale asked me if I likes sports. I said not really. THen he asked, "well do you like to read?" So anyone, who knows me can guess my answers. He was actually trying to sell me a book about sports









This photo was an accident. I can't believ how scared my aunt looks. It is so funny.


Story Time
We watched a bunch of old family films. It was great to see everyone so young. Even Nonna was in the films, all of which were shot before I was born.

I couldn't believe it when shooting the squirrels randomly came up after writing about it this morning (e:paul,4428) Does anyone else remember Mr. Barry from Kenmore Middle?

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The fun of amphetamines

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Syphoning Wine

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My mother has a robotic animal fetish. She bought this robotic singing pink flamingo for my aunt. They are best when the batteries start to die and they get the satanic voice. This one only gets the voice when it turns it's head to the left.

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I was pretty moved by (e:byllic,5). I reminded of all the crazy animal cruelty kind of things I saw in my life. It seems that animal cruelty and railroad track's/urban rural strecthes go hand in hand. I remember seeing numerous dead and butchered animlals behind the grain mills on Military Rd near the end of Tremont Avenue in Kenmore.

Back then it was always blammed on the Satan worshippers. Does anyone else in Kenmore remeber the wave of "Satan worshippers" from the 80s. What was up with that? I wish I was old enought to know if they thought they were real or if it was the adults perspective n the goth kids. I remember my best Friend James' babysitter got murdered back there too.

Yet I remember spending lots of time there because it was a combination of remote from the eyes of our parents and dangerous. It also had the entrance to the sewers which which played by and inside of plenty. As far as I was concerned it was as close to being in Goonies as I was gonna get.

As an industrial wasteland, I am sure it killed many more people than the satan worshippers ever did (e:paul,397)

The most graphic memory I have was going fishing with my Dad at Buckhorn State Park. I actually spent a lot of time there because the metro bus would take us to grand island, or because we would walk over the nasty bridge from kenmore. It was pretty far. I think Grand Island was one of the only places I ever hitchhiked in Buffalo. I remember it seemed so rural to me as a kid.

Anyways, I kept seeing fur in the water floating down the river and eventually followed the floating chunks to their source. A black garbage bag full of a large chopped up dog. Who chops up a dog and sticks it in a garbage bag at a state park? That image haunted me for a long time.

(MAP TO: BUCKHORN)

As a kid, I too was repsonsibile for a bit of the cruelty. I distinctly remmebr dresing up like "indians" and making bows and arrows out of sapling branches and heavy duty rubber bands. Then me and my friends would shoot the freakin' squirrels. I remember hitting the first one and feeling like it was really wrong.

I think it was because back then all the adults I knew hated the squirrels and talked about shooting them. Eiother way it was wrong and I feel guilty now.