Do me a favor and just steal my car!!!

It's about 7AM on a cold and rainy Wednesday morning. As I am walking out of my apartment I spot a pile of glass shards next to my car. Great start to the hump day.

Turns out some crooks broke into my beat-up Saturn to steal an old iPod and GPS (neither of which were in great condition). After briefly peaking my head in the car to assess the situation, I realize that I do not have the time and/or care to file a police report (at that point in the day).

Upon getting back into Brooklyn later on that evening I called the local police precinct's non-emergency number, which I had researched earlier that day. I was then informed three different times that I had the wrong precinct number, until I finally learned that I would need to call the 9-1-1 emergency number to file my non-emergency police report.

"9-1-1, what is your emergency," questions the operator.

Ughhh.

Besides the wasted time and stress, worst part about this is that I have a $500 deductible and clearly did not have $500 worth of damage. Instead, I will most likely pay the $200 out of pocket, to fix the window and end this inconvenience. But at times like this I often wonder, why the hell do we have insurance if we're not always going to be insured?!?!

The fall, now heard around the world...

Ever spot a New Yorker sprinting across a subway station, in a desperate effort to catch that next train?How much time can they actually be saving in this mad rush? 2-3 minutes? And sometimes, if you get lucky, you can even spot one of these kooks, flat out bust-ass...

Well today, that guy was me. 

If you don't already know, I have a bit of a time management issue. Keep in mind, I am running about 3-5 minutes late and not about to lose my monthly commission on an account of "tardiness".

On my way transferring from the A to the 6 at Fulton St, amidst a full out sprint up the steps to catch the oncoming train, I completely wiped out. Fortunately my hands were not in my pockets (common fear of mine = falling down with hands in pocket...ughh that'd be so horrible). Anyways, I broke my fall with both my hands and my right knee. As quickly as I hit the ground, I was already back on my feet and dashing away from the scene, but this time in an effort to get the hell away from anyone that may have witnessed my humiliating spill.

Funny thing (and yes there are many funny parts to this story), is that I missed that next train. I also ended up walking into work five minutes early, with a huge rip in my suit pants and scrape on my knee. 

Now, as embarrassed as I was falling in front of total strangers, I was at ease the second I stepped onto that next train, away from the previous bystanders. In fact, I realized that my spastic fall may have actually been the high point of a fellow commuter's bleak day. Ironically, instead of trying to forget this cringe worthy affair, I continued to tell my story to coworkers and now YOU...

What I then and now find myself wondering...does every crazy-person sprinting in and out of the subway station have a time management issue like myself???

I may be down a pair of black suit pants, but hopefully my momentary misfortune was someone else's short-lived gain. Regardless, I will make sure to set my alarm clock five minutes earlier from this day forward...

1st Blog EVER!!!

Testing. Testing.

Ok, so here's to my first blog post...EVER!!!

Like asparagus, the facebook and Apple/iPhone products, this is probably one of those things I previously told myself I would never get into and before I know it, my time will be consumed blogging my face. Go ahead, give me a call on my smart phone or smell my urine and you'll see how easily I succumb to certain "vices"...

It's ok, I still do not ever see myself eating mushrooms, tweeting or rocking out to Lady Gaga.
At least I have that...?

Anyways, I see this [blog] as more of a forum to display my photography and writing to the public. While I may only be an amateur at best, it is something I enjoy and would like to share with you...whomever YOU are...

Enjoy.

P.S. I might as well start with one of my favorite pictures taken with a dated point-and-shoot camera, circa 2005. The location is the Bobli Gardens in Firenze, Italia and I like to think of both the Gardenia and photo as; "timeless".

P.P.S. I apologize for any incorrect and unnecessary punctuation and excessive dot, dot, dots [...] and/or exclamation points/question marks/both exclamation points and question marks [!!!!/????/!?!?!]

P.P.P.S. Now you may enjoy...