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  • Jun. 15th, 2009 at 1:30 PM

I am leaving New York City at the end of the week. I have mixed feelings about leaving. I like it here, but I think it would be more beneficial for me at this point to move back to IL. I haven't done anything super crazy this last couple of weeks. That's okay I guess. I realized that I don't have many pictures of my experience here. So I found this camera and have been taking pictures of places and things. Its kind of lame because its just these empty spaces or buildings that I have spent time at. Sometimes Ill set a timer and step into the picture. I think its sort of illustrates my time here. Mostly alone with these buildings. The city is packed full of people but none of them have time for you nor you for them. So you are reduced to taking pictures of places and of yourself because no one is there to be in the picture or to hold the camera for you.

I told this church that I would work through the week for them, but I don't think I will. I might work a couple days, but I don't want to. It feels like a pointless endeavour. I know I will make some money but whats another few dollars. Its not going to make life easier.

I really should do something crazy my last couple of days here. I think maybe swim in one of the lakes, or jump in the ocean. I haven't told the artist that I work for that I'm leaving the city. I don't know if I will. I probably should since she calls on me to do work for her all the time. I just don't want to talk to her about why I'm leaving, mostly because she is crazy.

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  • Mar. 22nd, 2009 at 8:38 PM



Dear Chris,

I went to Conney Island today to recreate the boardwalk scenes from Requiem for a Dream. It was a nice sunny day and thought the dream that Harry has of Marian standing at the end of the pier would be the best to do. I played both Harry and Marian parts. When I arrived I tried to recreate a drug deal. Since it wasn't dark it didn't feel like the same deal. The pier was pretty packed. I couldn't stand at the very end because some fisherman had just caught some kind of sting ray. I didn't want to die like the crocodile hunter so I kept my distance. So I went onto one of the off shoots on the pier. I saw a man standing perfectly still with his hands touching at the finger tips out in front of him. He was so still that I began to think he was a statue of some sort. When I got closer I realized he was praying or meditating in some fashion. I took my picture beside him anyways. I do believe the event was a success. I could have spent some more time on getting a TV and wheeling it around, but I didn't.

Your Surrogate,
Nathan Blankenship





#1

  • Mar. 21st, 2009 at 9:42 PM



Dear Matt,

I decided to walk across the Brooklyn bridge per your request. It was a cold day with a significant wind chill in the air. I made the decision to walk from Brooklyn to Manhattan because I knew there was an easier train to get to once I got to the other side. I figured that it would suck being out in the cold for so long and that I would want to get onto a train as soon as possible to get out of the cold air. Walking across the bridge was enjoyable. You could see the Manhattan skyline very nicely as you walked across. I stopped a few times to admire the Manhattan bridge as well. All in all it was an enjoyable walk, although I almost died by getting ran over by a man on a bike. He was not obeying the bike rules of the bridge.

Your Surrogate,
Nathan Blankenship






Mar. 17th, 2009

  • 3:12 AM

I have a proposition to all who read this. As you may or may not know I now live in new York. Even though I live in a busy city with hundreds of things to see or do I still find myself bored on a Friday night.Now here is the proposition that I would like to make to you dear reader. I would like to live your dreams. If you were here what would you see or do? The smaller the better but interesting things are good too. I will wear a picture of you on my shirt in honor of the event you wish to participate in. After the event suggested I will then write a paragraph summary of my experience and mail it to you in a sophisticated mailing tube along with photographs. Please leave a comment to begin the process of completing your dreams

Mar. 8th, 2009

  • 4:54 PM

I had a lot of fun last night. I went out with my Jew friend Zach. He got drunk and decided he really wanted to sing Kareokee. He wouldnt do it alone and made me go up with him. I ended up doing four songs.

Boyz II men - Ill make love to you - sung by Zach and Nathan
Hank Williams - Family Tradition - sung by Tiffany and Nathan
Rick Ashly - Never gonna give you up - sung by Zach and Nathan
The Beetles - Hey Jude - sung by Zach and Nathan

We were very annoying I'm sure. I'm glad we rick rolled everyone. Zach and Tif left at like 12:30 so I walked down the street to the Sycamore. I saw Marco there and he asked if I wanted to go to the Kareokee place. I said, "Ok I'll go there with you." He is a bartender at the sycamore so I had to wait around till he got off of work. Well he was very drunk I did not realize this and I was standing outside he comes out and goes, "I really don't like that guy in there." I had no idea who he was talking about so he said, "Ill show you, I'm going to punch him right in the face." I laughed because I didn't think he was serious. I was very wrong. I went and sat down and started talking to some girl and all of a sudden Marco comes walking by with this guy stomping up behind him.The dude pushes Marco right in the back. Then Marco turns around and starts swinging. A bunch of guys jumped up and pushed them outside. When Marco comes back in his shirt is ripped and his mouth is bleeding. I heard later that Marco smashed the dudes face into the sidewalk. As soon as the cops showed up I decided it was time to go home.

Mar. 6th, 2009

  • 5:07 PM

What is the deal with my nose hairs. I swear I cut them all the time. It must be one of those deals where when you cut one off 3 grow in its place.

hip hoppers

  • Mar. 4th, 2009 at 11:33 PM

I'm at a free talk on Irish pubs. I consider it research for a get rich scheme.
I ran out of rolling papers today so I'm using recipts that are in my pockets. I'm mcgiver.

I almost died last night to be a zombie

  • Feb. 23rd, 2009 at 10:14 AM

I had an exasperating day. All I wanted to do yesterday was to watch the Oscars but I have no TV so I had to find one. Luckily my new Jew friend Zach called me and asked "Do you want to come over and watch the Oscars." I said, "yes I would." I needed cash and the crazy lady that kissed me owed me money. So I called her up and was like, "yo check it out I need my money." She said, "that would be fine but I want you to do a couple things for me." I said, "word." I went to her studio and did the stuff she wanted and then waited around for about an hour or two for her. She then calls me and asks, "would you meet me downtown somewhere." I agree to this but am rather put out. I arrive at the location we agreed to. I wait and wait for an hour. She finally shows up gives me the money tries to kiss me again so I run away. At this point I'm running late to meet up with Zach.
I hop on the train realize I'm going to the wrong direction and, then curse myself for my stupidity. I change trains and start going down the way correctly. I then see that the train is skipping 5 stops because of construction. I say to myself "That's not good." I text Zack and say, "whats the deal with the train." He informs me that I need to ride all the way down and then take a train back up. So when the train stops I see on the other side there is a train that I need. I take off running down the steps then up the steps to the other side. I make it just as the doors close behind me. I smile and think, "What a great job Nathan I think you might have saved the night by that little move." How wrong I was. Suddenly the doors jerk open again and close. Then they jerk open again. Those doors opened and closed maybe 15 times. I realize at this point that I'm in a car with a crazy person. He stands up starts screaming about he was going to shoot the conductor because he clearly was a crack head. Who leans out and screams shut the doors you dumb crackhead. It keeps this up the entire time. The doors stay open and a voice comes over the loud speaker and says, "We are being held here because of an incident at Church Ave." The man who was screaming says, "yeah right they are coming to arrest me." He looks at everyone and says, "that's code for they are going to arrest me." He carries on like this for a long time. I laugh to myself. What really happened was a guy fell onto the tracks and they shut down power for the tracks ahead. So we were stuck at this stop for a half hour and I was upset. The guy was never arrested by the way. I finally made it to Zach's house so my objective was met.

robot number 6

  • Feb. 13th, 2009 at 3:33 AM

I went to an art opening tonight. The artist that I work for, from time to time, was there as well. She comes up to me and throws her scarf around my neck. She then pulls me in for a kiss. I move to kiss her on the cheek and she stops. She says no I want the real deal and then kisses me on the lips. My friend Jeremy was standing there and he shares s studio space with her. He goes oh Chris you are creepy as ever. I'm glad he was there it would have been even more weird.

Feb. 12th, 2009

  • 5:31 PM

I thought I did pretty well of keeping myself clean today, but somehow I have dried glue all over my pants. I mean, I know how I have glue all over my pants. I just wanted to stay clean.

I am a fat lunatic.

  • Feb. 10th, 2009 at 5:08 PM

I am reading the book Confederacy of Dunces. I am the character Ignatius Reilly. I am ready to embrace this fact and begin my conquest of destroying the modern world. Who will come with me on this journey? Forget it, I don't need you.

Jan. 27th, 2009

  • 11:12 AM

Josh and I tried to break into Alec Bostics apartment last night. It didn't go super well. I boosted josh up to the balcony that they have. He fell off of it and landed on his back. I laughed a lot. I was rolling on the ground laughing so much. I was laughing so much that I didn't even realize that I was rolling in old spaghetti that some one had dumped on the ground.

Jan. 21st, 2009

  • 4:37 PM

Hey Im having a lost party tonight. Everyone is invited. Im wearing my tight pants and a cut off shirt. I think you should do the same.

mark my words, you will die today.

  • Dec. 1st, 2008 at 1:35 PM

I'm going to be home the 9th. The party will be none stop. I demand it. Everyone must wear a hat in my presence.

I have had some interesting times lately. I told a girl I could fix her laptop. It has proven to be more difficult than I had anticipated. If the laptop was a person I think I may have damaged its eyes when operating on its heart. I fear a malpractice lawsuit coming. I hope the hospitals lawyer will cover me.
I put myself in awkward situations all the time. I have a knack for finding them. I talk to a lot of crazy people on the street. That's probably how.

Nov. 10th, 2008

  • 3:43 PM

I am in need of fast money. If you are interested in buying this bookshelf I made, or a broken psp let me know what you will offer me. Im thinking the shelf is worth 200 and the broken psp is like 50. But yeah its best offer on either of those things.

Nov. 8th, 2008

  • 5:04 AM

I set next to a girl on the train who had blue hair. It reminded me of high school when I had pink hair. In study hall I had to sit by one of the computers because there wasn't enough seats. I would fall asleep leaning up against the wall. Well when I had pink hair I fell asleep in this chair that clearly was not designed for a person like myself. I fell asleep, when I woke up I was on the floor. Apparently I had fallen backwards in the chair. Naturally everyone in the class was looking right at me. So I jumped up to my feet and eyeballed everyone and challenged them to a fight. I set my chair back up and saw the wall I was leaning up against. There was a giant pink spot right on the wall where my head was and a streak off of the pink blob heading towards the floor! The study hall teacher thought the whole thing was funny and kept apologizing for laughing. I thanked him for his apology and slapped him right in the face. That was when I became a man.

Nov. 5th, 2008

  • 2:41 PM

Who waits two hours for just a few hours of work and the pay is that of a paper boy?

This guy!