Day 11 - Mean Joe Black, Nice Jane White, and Teddy
Football is a sunday tradition. Whether it be watching it at home or watching with family is how i want to spend every Sunday.
I headed over to Joe's on the 10:23 train getting off in Valley Stream where we went to Antonette (my sister in law) and Joe to wait for his brother in laws Dave and Albert. Football started at 1Pm so we had some time to chill and hang out so i had some egg whites on an oat bran bagel. I thought it would be funny to get pictures of Joe and Ant in front of their new cars posing like Price is Right models. Joe and Ant photograph really well so the pictures came out good.
Dave met us at Joe and Ant's place so we headed to every hetero member of the populace's "happy place" Hooters. After a very genuine "HEY GUYS, ITS SO COOL U CAME HERE... HERES A BOOTH FOR U" we dived into 50 wings, 2 lbs crab legs and some suds. Albert came in on the hind part of the last 20 wings we ordered we watched T.O and Roy Williams light it up while Joe got pissed because Dennis Northcutt (wide reciever Cleveland Browns) underperformed. 3 huge giant fans were making us laugh with their crazy running around and giving each other cheat slaps.... THATS THE FOOTBALL FRENZY we all know and respect.
After Hooters we headed back to the house where Antonette and her cousin Mary Ann were showing us what they got while the alpha males were watching football. Mary Ann had an assignment from school to photograph letters of the alphabet in nature. we walked around Ant and Joe's block to get photos which was cool.
On the way home after LIRR'ing it to Penn Station and walking down to 9th because lets face it this weather wont last and it will be cold sooner than later, i headed down into the PATH tube and got the Journal Square train via Hoboken. I had my head down and then i heard the magic..... "HELLO EVERYBODY, have you ever been homeless.... THE ELUSIVE TEDDY!! i have been waiting almost 4 years to snap a picture of Teddy so that i can finally put together the voice and speech hes been doing the whole 4 years i've lived in Jersey. my cousin Jenny is now a teddiologist after studying Tidy's migration patterns last winter she is almost as deep in Teddyology than i am and how special this man is to our lives! I gave Teddy a dollar and snapped a shot of him and the above picture is the rarest Teddy specimen known to mankind.
Post Teddy sighting i ended up watching the Raiders/Bucs game at Oddfellows and hung out with Sylvia who works there. I snapped a shot of her because i found it funny that whenever we bullshit im talking to her between a manniquin's legs... its almost Freudian. She's flirtatious and then again so am I so she said to me you know guys who rip the beer labels off their beers are sexually frustrated. I told her Silvia, nothing could be farther from the truth as i ripped my 3rd label from my michelob ultra. she laughed and then we talked bout how i tell every bartender at oddfellows when i eat there (i usually eat at the bar because i hate tables and eating alone... NOT AN ALCOHOLIC UNTIL I ADMIT I AM ONE!!) a different name or history. One thinks my name is John and i am a writer, one thinks my name is Spencer and i run a snorkel shop, Silvia's the only one i told the truth because by sunday i forget the stories i make up and am less amused by them. When i settled the tab Silvia told me she isnt working sundays anymore and that she'll be working Monday nights, i told her i may have to write about snorkling, so im booked solid.
Until tomorrow... be great, DUPLICATE
POP
I headed over to Joe's on the 10:23 train getting off in Valley Stream where we went to Antonette (my sister in law) and Joe to wait for his brother in laws Dave and Albert. Football started at 1Pm so we had some time to chill and hang out so i had some egg whites on an oat bran bagel. I thought it would be funny to get pictures of Joe and Ant in front of their new cars posing like Price is Right models. Joe and Ant photograph really well so the pictures came out good.
Dave met us at Joe and Ant's place so we headed to every hetero member of the populace's "happy place" Hooters. After a very genuine "HEY GUYS, ITS SO COOL U CAME HERE... HERES A BOOTH FOR U" we dived into 50 wings, 2 lbs crab legs and some suds. Albert came in on the hind part of the last 20 wings we ordered we watched T.O and Roy Williams light it up while Joe got pissed because Dennis Northcutt (wide reciever Cleveland Browns) underperformed. 3 huge giant fans were making us laugh with their crazy running around and giving each other cheat slaps.... THATS THE FOOTBALL FRENZY we all know and respect.
After Hooters we headed back to the house where Antonette and her cousin Mary Ann were showing us what they got while the alpha males were watching football. Mary Ann had an assignment from school to photograph letters of the alphabet in nature. we walked around Ant and Joe's block to get photos which was cool.
On the way home after LIRR'ing it to Penn Station and walking down to 9th because lets face it this weather wont last and it will be cold sooner than later, i headed down into the PATH tube and got the Journal Square train via Hoboken. I had my head down and then i heard the magic..... "HELLO EVERYBODY, have you ever been homeless.... THE ELUSIVE TEDDY!! i have been waiting almost 4 years to snap a picture of Teddy so that i can finally put together the voice and speech hes been doing the whole 4 years i've lived in Jersey. my cousin Jenny is now a teddiologist after studying Tidy's migration patterns last winter she is almost as deep in Teddyology than i am and how special this man is to our lives! I gave Teddy a dollar and snapped a shot of him and the above picture is the rarest Teddy specimen known to mankind.
Post Teddy sighting i ended up watching the Raiders/Bucs game at Oddfellows and hung out with Sylvia who works there. I snapped a shot of her because i found it funny that whenever we bullshit im talking to her between a manniquin's legs... its almost Freudian. She's flirtatious and then again so am I so she said to me you know guys who rip the beer labels off their beers are sexually frustrated. I told her Silvia, nothing could be farther from the truth as i ripped my 3rd label from my michelob ultra. she laughed and then we talked bout how i tell every bartender at oddfellows when i eat there (i usually eat at the bar because i hate tables and eating alone... NOT AN ALCOHOLIC UNTIL I ADMIT I AM ONE!!) a different name or history. One thinks my name is John and i am a writer, one thinks my name is Spencer and i run a snorkel shop, Silvia's the only one i told the truth because by sunday i forget the stories i make up and am less amused by them. When i settled the tab Silvia told me she isnt working sundays anymore and that she'll be working Monday nights, i told her i may have to write about snorkling, so im booked solid.
Until tomorrow... be great, DUPLICATE
POP
posted by POP at 11:45 PM
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