(Mis)Adventures Along the 6 Train

Orchard Beach

2008-08-03T22:36:00.001-07:00

Last stop on the 6 TrainYes kids, there's a beach in the Bronx.With outdoor cafes and the ever popular beer standsAnd dance floors. Damn, Mami... don't hurt me with all that latin flavor.
Bongo drums, lil shorty bustin a move and what's that you say? A cowbell? Gotta have more cowbell!

Why harp players are bad ass

2008-04-25T23:06:00.000-07:00

It's 2:00 in the morning. I am flipping channels and I came across this channel that was showing a woman playing an organ while another woman plays the harp. I can honestly say that I have never seen someone play the harp up so close. That shit looks hard!

Her jacket was pretty sweet too.

Random New Yorkness

2008-02-24T20:17:00.000-08:00

Street Art
Door
Da Bronx across the river
Crack is Wack
The Sky Tram to Queens

The New Hood - Part 1

2008-02-17T22:21:00.000-08:00

Maybe you know, maybe you don't -- but I moved. Here are some shots of the new neighborhood - Spanish Harlem.

The East River, Ward's Island Bridge, and the Upper East Side
The track at Thomas Jefferson Park Lost in the river

Silent Guitars

2008-02-17T22:12:00.000-08:00

The bus rolls by as mattresses are unloaded in the night,
the music in my head has me seeing things and imagining places I've been before,
almost home and rest is near
men on the train play guitar with more heart than talent,
singing out to the ones they lost long ago
how can I imagine their pain,
how can I sleep when their eyes never rest, even while closed?

Where have I been?

2008-02-12T21:02:00.000-08:00

Ok, so perhaps an explanation is in order. I mean, I would love to have some dramatic way to restart this little blog project. But I think it might need a little explanation. But really, who's listening anymore anyway?

I'm convinced that anyone who read this blog for any reason at all has long since found somewhere else to be, somewhere else to spend their e-time.

Wow! Listen to me, I am ranting and in the process perhaps alienating any person that has had enough faith or interest in me to check back on this site once in while.

Sorry about that.

Back to our story...

Where have I been?

You know I am sure there are plenty of excuses I could throw out right now:
1. I've been too busy
2. My computer crashed
3. I couldn't pay the internet bill

But the reality of it all is that I was distracted, (and lazy). I gave up a piece of myself and invested it in another effort.

And now I am reclaiming that piece. And as I restart this personal project of reading and writing matters I plan to make a few changes. Hopefully, they will be for the best. Stay tuned...

A Dawning

2008-02-12T20:34:00.001-08:00

Sometimes it's hard to when know when stop.
When things have gone too far and we are no longer the person we are,
but instead the person we feel we ought to be.

Every so often the occasion arises were we must ask ourselves some serious questions
and deal with the finger-pointing results.

To look inward is to face the truth. To deal with the truth takes a firm commitment and a sometimes heavy heart.

It begins...

In Joba We Trust

2007-10-07T18:34:00.000-07:00

Modell's Window. 42nd ST. Whether you like the Yankees or not, it is cool to see a kid from Nebraska becoming such a big deal. I just read that he signed a deal to promote this sporting goods chain and now they have this full window display with his jerseys, a couple of designed shirts and a new slogan: "In Joba We Trust"

Anybody looking for a job?

2007-10-07T18:27:00.001-07:00

Maybe you can play the part of Biggie. Seen in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn, home to the Notorious B.I.G.
RIP Notorious One -

Finding a Dead Guy in New York - Part II?

2007-10-06T03:00:00.000-07:00

Harlem, Saturday night, 2:30AM. I am walking the roommates dog and doing my best to walk a straight line being that I had been out watching football and drinking beer for a few hours. As I made my way back towards the apartment from the park I noticed a person laying in the street. I thought for a second that it was a kid, like a teenager or something. I wasn't sure what was going on, but no one around seemed to really be concerned with the fact that this guy was literally laying in the middle of the cross walk. I didn't know if he was shot, stabbed or whatever, all I could tell was that he was not moving. As I got closer I could see that it was a Hispanic guy, probably 24-25 years old. He was knocked out, I mean dead to the world.

Another guy walking past said that he had kicked him and the guy wouldn't move. We decided to pull him out of the street. I mean he was just laying there where he could have been run over by a car or truck or something. We got him to his feet, he was wasted. I don't know if it was booze or if something stronger was at work, but this dude was messed up.

After he almost stumbled into traffic a few times we decided to flag a car. Once we got a car to stop we pushed this dude in the back, much to the driver's dismay, and shut the door. Last I could see or hear, our friend was trying to describe an address in some very drunkin spanish.

Wait a sec...

2007-09-23T20:31:00.000-07:00

I see this truck almost 3 times a week. I am guessing it delivers some sort of meat provisions to one of the hotels that line 40th St and Bryant Park. Its always parked in the same spot and I always think the same thing when I see it.

NEBRASKALAND!?!????!!!!! Are you kidding me?
Funny thing -- hardly anyone here can even tell you where Nebraska is! And yet, this company uses the name as a marketing ploy to make people believe their products are somehow better.

Oh, but wait... there's an address. Finally a clue to help some people out. Finally... someone who can tell me where Nebraska is... That's right! Nebraska is in the BRONX! Wanna visit? If you're from Nebraska (big ups!)and want a good laugh - Check out this company's site and find directions right here.

Oh The People You'll Meet

2007-09-19T19:51:00.000-07:00

Mike -

Tonight, Mike washed my roommates car. I had never met Mike before, but I am pretty sure that my roommate had talked to him a few times. The short end of the story goes that Mike is a guy from the block, tries to earn a few bucks here and there doing things for people. "This is my hustle," as he puts it in while spitting ice chips onto the street.

Mike was paid for washing the car and we were enjoying a drink on the stoop. He told us his story. Explained to us that he had been given 3 lives. His first life nearly ended in 1983, when he got shot, in the chest, 4 blocks from where we sat. He had been a number runner. One night he's walking, some dudes role up and before he realizes it, an encounter takes place, he is shot and laying on the ground. Wound up at the Harlem Hospital. (Specializing in babies and gun shot wounds, no lying). They saved his life.

Life number 2 was almost taken a few years later in upstate New York when, while crossing a street, Mike was hit by a car. He flew through the air, landed on his head and was cut from the top of his head to his jaw. Once again, doctors put him back together, but Mike couldn't remember who he was. After they ran through some names, he remembered. They wanted to take him home. He didn't know where home was. So he got in a cab and drove to the city to see if something jogged his memory. As they drove, he remembered... "I live in Harlem. Yeah, that's it. I live in Harlem."

Crazy story right? He could have been making the whole thing up. Who know's? Point is, I couldn't write something that good. Something would have told me it was too much. That couldn't have all happened to one person. But maybe it did... Maybe it happened to Mike from the block.

Graffiti

2007-09-18T19:16:00.000-07:00

Off Canal, China Town

Finding a Dead Guy in New York

2007-09-04T20:04:00.000-07:00

We set out, somewhere -- across the city, a few train transfers and a long walk away -- to find a man. He is a man that waits, Or maybe he doesn't. This day, we would find out. We set off in search of Houdini's Grave.

Houdini,the man, the myth, the magician. Perhaps the greatest escape artist ever.

Ridgewood, Queens. Off the train we walked and cut into a cemetery just before dusk and closing time. We started in a Jewish cemetery, maybe it was called Greenwood. Then we hopped a wall into a Christian cemetery and after about a half hour we got picked up by the grounds keeper and told that we had to leave. The cemetery was closed. Alright, alright, but I had to know -- "had we even been close?"

The guy's response? "Naw. That's on Cypress. Up the hill, left, and then down 'Snakes Hill'." We were in the wrong cemetery, by a long way. We decided to continue walking, hoping that somebody would let us in, even though every other cemetery (and there were a lot) was closed.

Hate to sound like a Goonie here, but I didn't come this far to give up.

Just when it seemed like all hope was lost -- We Found It! Mecpelah Cemetery
The gates stood wide open. The building was empty. Windows broken, doors boarded up. It was pretty obvious that no one had used this place in a while.

But.. just inside the gate, there it was... the Houdini family plot.

And here is the man we came to see. Harry Houdini.
The grave was simple. It only bore his last name and the name of his wife. There were a lot of trinkets, notes, playing cards, coins and other items placed around the stone. I left my own.

As we stood there, I had to wonder, after all the escapes he made in his career, "was he really there? Who knows? Maybe the greatest trick of his life was escaping death and convincing the world he was gone.

Every year, people come on the anniversary of his death, Halloween to hold seances to raise the great magician from the dead. Long live the King!

God Spoke to me... at Yankee Stadium

2007-09-02T18:00:00.000-07:00

It's true... I swear it. It was a religious experience. It had to be.

(OK, so let me stop, and say this -- I realize that I have posted quite a few times about the Yankees recently. I'm sorry. The last thing I want to do is change this blog into an every day rambling about my feelings for a certain team that plays in the Bronx).

However, I had the opportunity to attend another game this weekend, my second since moving here, after scoring some great seats for next to nothing. Here was the view, right behind home plate>
Turns out the Yankees didn't have it and they ended up dropping the game to Tampa Bay. Petite was shaky after the 5th and then it all fell apart. I don't see how you sweep the Sox and then choke on frickin Tampa Bay. Anyway... I digress.

To the point, my religious experience. My awakening. It happened ... in the bottom of the 6th! I was sitting in my seat, trying to cheer the Yankees into a rally and suddenly, it appeared, clear as day. Up there, in the clouds... I see something...

HEINEKEN. Hmm, GOD wants ME... to drink... HEINEKEN. Maybe this religion thing isn't so bad after all.

The Best BBQ in New York

2007-08-20T20:53:00.000-07:00

I recently heard about the Hudson River Park BBQ and Blues Festival and made plans to spend a Sunday afternoon investigating. Now here is something I could really sink my teeth into, both musically and quite literally. I am a huge fan of the blues and an even bigger fan of some good BBQ. And having lived in a BBQ rich cities like Kansas City and Memphis, I feel like I have a good eye, and mouth for picking out some great BBQ.

I have to admit although it sounded cool - attending the festival served a larger purpose. You see, I am on a mission. I need to find the Best BBQ in New York. Since my arrival I have sampled a few places and I will review them below. From this point forward I will document and rate each BBQ experience until I have settled on the Best BBQ in New York. From this point forward, this mission will be known as... "The Quest for the Best."

To provide some continuity to this project I will rate each BBQ eatery on a scale of 1-5 in 3 key categories: Meat, Sauce, and Overall Experience. Let me catch you up on the competition so far:

1. Oklahoma Smoke House BBQ - (145th and Adam Clayton Powell Blvd.)
Meat - 3
Sauce - 2
Overall - 2.5
The food was decent, sauce was quite watery, service was decent. It was their first day so I will give them some time and check it out once their process is ironed out.

2. Brother Jimmys Express (Grand Central Station)
Meat - 3.5
Sauce - 3
Overall - 3.5
I heard the actual location is better, but I was impressed with this Pulled Pork especially since it was found in Grand Central Station and is close to work.

3.Dinosaur BBQ - (@ the Hudson River Park Festival)
Meat - 4
Sauce - 3.5
Overall - 4
A great plate of food. Grabbed this platter with BBQ beans and cucumber and tomato salad. Sauce was right on.
(Here's a good look at some of the action from that slightly rainy, yet tasty Sunday afternoon.)
The search goes on.

A Night with the Yankees

2007-08-20T20:17:00.000-07:00

Tonight the Yankees take on the Anaheim Angels. The game starts late, about 9:35 Eastern, since it is being played a few hours west in California. I start listening to the game on the radio after dinner as I often do. This is partially because I don't have a TV, but also because I enjoy it. Its old baby and in my mind - you ain't a fan if you can't sit down and listen to a game on the radio. I decide that tonight I need to stay awake and listen to the game til the bloody end. This decision leads me to another thought. Although I have been a Yankees fan for many years, this is my first year with the Yankees.

Admittedly, I moved here mid-season, in June and can't really say that I have been here an entire season. However, this season has seen its share of ups and downs and as the playoff races narrows I can feel myself getting sucked in even further. It's been a whirlwind of Yankee nostalgia for me the last few months, culminating recently with the passing of Phil Rizzuto. So I must apologize in advance to anyone that was already annoyed with my zeal for the Bronx Bombers because I think it is getting worse. If the Yankees make the World Series I might start pawning possessions, to get tickets.

Hurry! Get the Camera

2007-08-19T00:05:00.000-07:00

Friday night. Walking with my roommate to fetch her misplaced purse from a Mexcian food joint. I had just opened a beer, so whatever, I brought it with. We walked several blocks, topped a hill and then I demanded to sit down on the curb. So there we were, panting, thirsty and in possession of cold beer in a water bottle.

Me:(*drinking)
J: "Let me have a drink of that beer."
Me: "Hold on" (*drinking)

We're there maybe 15 seconds, a man is crossing the street and then loudly he begins laughing and saying:

"Hold on! Let me get my camera! I need a picture of _ this. Two, white people - sittin on the curb - in Harlem - gettin sloshed! It's a beautiful thing. I know Harlem is changed to see something like that."

Then we talked to the guy for a few minutes, drank some more beer and kept walking.

The purse was recovered, intact. I remind myself I am glad that I don't carry a purse.

Favela Rising

2007-08-16T21:09:00.000-07:00

Low Library, Columbia University - Tonight I was able to attend a free screening of this film and it changed my outlook on life, music, culture, and Brazil. A great story about the power of music and the ability of one person, or a few persons, to make a change in our world. If you're into poetry, music, working for change, helping youth or making the world a better place, then make sure you check out this movie.

Buy the DVD!

Oh... by the way

2007-08-13T08:57:00.000-07:00

This one is for you readers out there living in somewhere besides New York. I came across some other basic things to know when in New York in a magazine called VICE. I had to basically quote the parts of the article I liked because I love the writing style infused with New York attitude and the advice is certainly true.Without further explanation, here are VICE's ideas on what you need to know:

Say "Excuse Me"
New Yorkers always say 'excuse me.' They realize that the person they bumped might be a crackhead with a carpet cutter that wants to cut your face from above your eyebrow straight down your chin. Not only should you say excuse me if you bump into someone, you should even turn back and put your arms out in a ready kind of " I'm here to stabilize you if you fall" way. This helps emphasize sincerity. It is not a pussy thing to do this by the way. It's more like a prison/biker show-of-respect thing that is actually tougher than blindly walking away.

Nobody Cares
Guess what? People in New York are over it. That doesn't mean they don't like stuff - it means that they don't give a shit why they like stuff. Don't come here and go, "Hey guys, this is a little embarrassing, but I love that Journey song 'Open Arms'! We'll just say "Big Whup, that song is pretty good."

Dress for Success?
Trust us, nobody gives a shit why you wear what you wear. It either looks good or it looks bad. It doesn't matter if you think a pair of lime green sweat pants is "hilarious." They either look like shit (more than likely) or they look amazing (not totally outside the realm of possibilities).

Way to go Vice! For more rules check out the previously posted Things to Know when in New York. More rules to come.

Becoming a Bleacher Creature

2007-08-05T17:40:00.000-07:00

Sunday, 1:05 pm. The Bronx, NY. Went to the Yankees game against the Kansas City Royals. Ahh, the Royals - the lovable losers from the Midwest. Where I come from there are lots of Royals fans. Kansas City isn't that far away and they are the closest team around, so people support what they can. Plus their AAA club is in Omaha, my home town, so that scores them some fans too. So I guess by birth right I am supposed to be a fan of KC. However, I faced the truth long ago that the Royals suck, its not 1985 anymore.
The Yankees are my team. I have watched since I was a kid -- I revel at the opportunity to see the Bombers whoop up on a lowly team like Kansas City.

Bright sunny day. Seemed a lot cooler out on River Ave. We sat in the right field bleachers, the famous, or rather infamous, Section 39. Home of the Bleacher Creatures. There is a great book about these characters that call this section of the stadium home, Bleeding Pinstripes. It describes some of the more die hard Yankees fans and their traditions. Its worth a read for any Yanks fan.

Hideki Matsui and Melky Cabrera homered, Mussina pitched a solid six innings and Mariano sealed the deal. The Royals made it interesting, but never came that close. The Yankees record with Troy in attendance moves to 3 and 0.

Across the street the cranes are working to build the "New Yankee Stadium" set to open in 2009.

Rock the Bells

2007-08-04T19:42:00.000-07:00

Walked the Triborough Bridge all the way out to Randall's Island for the Rock the Bells Music Festival. In the beginning we were 9, in the end our numbers would be fewer. The show started off good - we first checked out a group called Hangar 18. Then the rain started and we made our way to the main stage, found a good spot and set up shop. We were literally trying to box out our own space and maintain it.

At first the rain wasn't so bad. But then, it didn't quit for about 4 and a half hours. It actually seemed to let up, only to rain that much harder several times. Plus there was no where to sit down since it was basically and concrete and mud marsh land. I don't remember how many times I told myself - "You are too old for this shit!"

As a hip-hop fan I have to admit, I was exited about this show. I have been waiting my whole life - or at least since I was like 10 - to see some of these performers. One of the best performances of the day came from Rakim, aka "The God". One of the first rappers I ever heard and have never stopped liking. He was actually really good live, some hip-hop just isn't. There was this other crazy white boy near me, he knew every word and had the goofiest, yet sickest dance moves ever - it was great.

Other cool acts included Mos Def and Talib Kwali, Cypress Hill, Public Enemy, Wu-Tang Clan (also a favorite of mine, Enter the 36 Chambers ? SICK!) and of course lets not forget the headliners, the group that everyone waited to see -- Rage Against the Machine! I have never seen them live before and it was f*ckin rockin. The crowd was frenzied and I was doing my best to hang with them. Check out this clip!

In the end, half our group left, or got lost, we're still not sure on that. We had to jump metal barriers to get out of the show and then still had to walk home after standing for 12 hours. My feet hurt, and they kinda still do. Here are some other pics too.
Public Enemy

Wu-Tang Clan

The Mets Win! ... And Harlem starts on fire!

2007-08-02T19:11:00.000-07:00

It's been a busy week or so. At least I think that much time has gone by... it all sorta runs together sometimes. Had friends in town, did a bunch of stuff and spent the first half of this week recovering. I am certainly not the spring chicken anymore, the recovery process is prolonged now. Phew, So much happened - best if I tell it with some pictures.

Saturday noon, on our way to see the Amazin' New York Mets play the Washington Nationals at Shea Stadium in Queens. Everyone else had a ticket, but I found some guy and talked him into $8 for a seat behind home plate. All the other seats were in right field so that is where I sat, I never even went to the seat, but I am sure it was cool,(As I write this, I immediately regret that decision).

The game was perfect though, great day, we were in the shade and the game was exciting to watch. I love spending a day watching a game at the ballpark. I even had 2 hot dogs. Oh, and the Mets won. ______ Umm, sure. I guess it is alright, but you know - I bleed pinstripes and didn't care who won. I just kept wishing that we were on 161st ST in the Bronx.

Saturday night - Got of the train at 135th, thought it was really foggy and then realized that the fog was smoke. As we stood there the fire engines came roaring from all directions. The NYFD in action.

It was impressive how quick they got there, extended a ladder and jumped onto the roof. About the time that I was really starting to wonder if someone was in the apartment, the windows began to shatter. The firemen were chopping out every part of both windows, glass, frame, security bars -- everything. It all fell to the sidewalk from the 3rd story.

The hoses kicked on, more suited firemen kicked in the door on the ground level and went in. We watched a while longer, seemed like no one was home, it was under control. Tell you this ... THAT WOULD SUCK!! Coming home to your apartment, your one sanctuary, and it is all charred. Holiday Inn?

Sunday - The day of the big show. Oh yeah, forgot to mention that. Spent all day Sunday hittin up a concert on Randall's Island. Saw Rage Against the Machine, rocked out! That experience probably deserves a post all its own. To be continued...

Explosion = A Long Weekend

2007-07-19T17:03:00.001-07:00

Got up this morning, caught the downtown D train and headed to work, same as I always do.

I got off and began walking east along 40th, but ended up having to cut south along Park Ave and then back up 3rd Ave. There was a huge area cordoned off by the police and people were walking in the street, taking pictures and standing around.I finally made it near my building, only to find out that work had been canceled.

Just check out this cop telling us we have to enter down the street. All the cops had face masks, I didn't - should I be concerned?

Once I figured out work was a no-go I did my best to get some pictures on and then headed to the Park.
Everywhere you looked the street was torn up.

There were semi-truck generators powering all the equipment and probably part of the block.

And, of course the media was there. This is the best shot I could get of the actual crater in the street. (Click on the pic to try and see it in the distance).

Instead of work, I ended up sitting in the Park and watching some performers from Broadway sing numbers from Rent, The Drowsy Chaperon, Phantom of the Opera and Avenue Q.

Much better than working. Plus, word on the street is that work is canceled for tomorrow too. Guess I will have to find something interesting to do.

Close Call in Midtown Manhattan

2007-07-18T16:42:00.000-07:00

Just got home from work. What a day. It started off with rain this morning. I heard there was a bunch of crazy rain and tornadoes in Long Island (isn't that a Midwest thing?)

Anyway, I was getting ready to wrap up the day when the room started to shake. No one knew what was happening - Someone ran by me and yelled: "Get out of the building! so I grabbed my shit and headed down the stairs. It was a long way down - I am on the 27th floor. I was calm, I never was really worried, but a lot of other people were hyper ventilating and sorta crying. I think that is the only part that really freaked me - that, and the fact that everyone was trying to make calls and send text messages, instead of getting down the f*ckin steps.

By the time I hit the street I could feel the rumble again and heard someone say that it was a steam or transformer explosion. The rumble was LOUD, consistent and shaking the buildings all around me. You could see the glass moving. It sounded like thunder or an earthquake, but steady. I did my best to find co-workers and let them know I was OK, but with little success. I assume a lot of people just went straight to Happy Hour. Seemed like heading home was the best idea. Besides - I needed a beer.

I tried to head to my train, noticed chunks of cement that had been blown up from the middle of the street and a huge crater with steam billowing out of it. The firemen were hiding around a corner, trying to decide the best plan of action. It was pretty intense, I needed to get the hell out of there. Before I left, I grabbed what pics I could and then cops shooed everyone down the block. Thank God, my train was still running - I wasn't gonna have to walk home!

Check out this video!

I heard there is a chance that work me be canceled tomorrow. Keeping my fingers crossed.

Random Pictures of New York

2007-07-16T20:21:00.001-07:00

OK, so that last post was kind of a drag. I can almost feel someone out there fearing for my safety and wondering if I made the right decision to move to this place, this New York. Why would I want to live in a place where my building is getting broken into?

It's complicated. Again, it is New York. Perhaps it IS Zoo York.
The craziest of the crazed.
It is hard to explain the draw, the intensity - until you have felt it. Lived it. Smelt it and maybe even stepped in it.

That may be all well and good, but what the hell am I even talking about? Well, I wish I could show you - I know that a picture helps to tell a story so here are a few random photos of the city.

The lights on Times Square at night

The Manhattan skyline from Edgewater, New Jersey

Chelsea Pier - or at least where a pier used to be

Pay Attention to the Signs

2007-07-16T20:09:00.002-07:00

It is never a good sign when you see these hanging all over your building. There have been 3 break ins since I've lived here. Seems pretty doubtful the cops will find anybody. They don't seem to try to hard. Trust me, I am looking into some renter's insurance shortly. (Sorry to make you nervous Mom)

Things to know when in New York

2007-07-12T19:17:00.001-07:00

OK, I know I have only lived in the city for about 3 and half weeks now, but let me just vent a little bit. Earlier this week my commute took me through Times Square and Grand Central Station, both insanely busy places. One day while fighting my way through the Port Authority Bus Station I realized something:

Sometimes the simplest trips can be stressful and difficult because about 80% of people generally understand and abide by the unofficial, unwritten rules of the city and the other 20% are just obstacles - human missiles and land mines meant to throw you off course and challenge any sane person.

SO how is one supposed to know what to do and what not to do? Well, these unofficial rules I speak of can be discovered by either asking a New Yorker or simply paying attention to what the hell is going on.

Here are a few the rules I am aware of, in no particular order -

* Sidewalks - made for walking, everyone is in a hurry for one reason or another. If you gotta stop because you are looking up, taking a picture, lost, tired or just plain slow - kindly move to the side.

* Escalators - 2 lanes, stand to the right, keep moving on the left. Not that hard if you concentrate.

* Trains - during rush hour we all know there isn't room. You still gotta squeeze closer to the middle and make room if more people are coming on, trying to preserve some sense of personal bubble is futile. Deal with it!

Following these rules will ease the flow of traffic and help you avoid nasty stares from people on the streets and in the train (*or at least some of them.)

* If someone does give you a nasty look it's probably best to not look back too long or too many times.

More rules to follow in future posts. Peace.

A Walk in Hoboken

2007-07-10T18:09:00.000-07:00

I spent the last few days staying with some friends in Hoboken, New Jersey. For those that don't know the city of Hoboken is the birthplace of baseball and Frank Sinatra - two of my favorite things.

After I came home from work I decided to go for a walk and take some photos of the area around my friends' apartment. Keep in mind that this particular section of Hoboken used to be very industrial and is now being converted into apartments and condos.

They don't call it "Dirty Jersey" for nothing.

An old factory on top of the bluff. I bet Manhattan looks amazing from up there.

The viaduct that runs parallel to the 6th floor apartment

A view of the Empire State Building from my friends' place. *(Click to open the photo and it is in the middle, way in the distance)

My new home, Harlem USA

2007-07-07T17:35:00.000-07:00

Haven't taken that many photos yet - I am disgusted with my camera. Anyway here are a few from around Harlem, mostly on 125th Street.

Stayin Alive!

2007-06-30T15:24:00.001-07:00

One thing I have noticed about living in New York is that it makes you feel alive. It reminds you how your senses are supposed to work. Let me illustrate what I mean by describing both the positive and negative of some of the things I have seen and done in my first week.

SMELL
+ Walking past the Halal Food stands along 5th Ave as they prepare for lunch
- The stench of urine from man or beast as its heated in the mid-day sun

SIGHT
+ Watching fireflies in the park after dusk. Working their magic tails as they float above any chunk of grass that can be found.
- A glimpse at the scarred under belly of the city - A man on the subway passed out drunk at 5pm - unwashed, unaware, alone. You could tell that the city had taken its toll. Perhaps he is more alone than just being on a train asleep, by himself.

SOUND
+ The birds chirping in the morning mixing with the sounds of a city coming to life.
- Harsh sounds. The nearly constant sirens wailing, air brakes screeching, cars and trains horns blaring.

TASTE
+ A late night slice of pizza, just off the L train in Brooklyn. Made a stop last night after having drinks and checking out some bands in a warehouse.
- The nearly constant taste of exhaust in your mouth and on your tongue. Stand on a corner and you'll easily notice the clouds of black smoke coming from buses, trucks and Cadillacs.

TOUCH
+ Everyday you meet new people. You shake hands. These are smart, interesting, different, ignorant, harsh, beautiful, ugly - sorts of people. I enjoy it. For the most part, most that I have met have been cool.
- Touching a hand rail or a poll on a subway car and then considering how many people have touched that railing and where else their hands might have been. Sanitizer and frequent hand-washing are recommended.

ANY SORTA 6TH SENSE - Third eye kinda thing
+ You can tell that there is something powerful, special and unique about this place. I can just feel it.
- The flip side of that - never, ever forget or underestimate that power and never let your guard down. Keep your wits about you or the city will swallow you.

Where have all the posts gone?

2007-06-29T12:42:00.000-07:00

If you have followed this blog at all, or if I directed you here in recent weeks, you might be wondering why there haven't been many new posts. I mean it is a blog about New York, right? And I did just move here, right? So why the lack of writing, the lack of photos or any new material at all?

Well... I am thinking that it is time for a change. I want to tweak the blog and turn it into something that fits better now that I have actually moved to New York. The only problem is: I am not yet sure what I want it to look and feel like. Not aesthetically per se, but in terms of content, etc.

So here is my challenge to anyone paying attention. While I continue to think about it... please send me your suggestions. Tell me what you would like me to write about. Tell me what things you would like to see. I will try and get to them as best I can and then perhaps this exercise will lead me to the shape and form of my new blog.

2007-06-25T19:04:00.000-07:00

Welcome to New York - Happy PRIDE Day

2007-06-24T18:32:00.001-07:00

A beautiful New York Day. Sunny and warm. I started by meeting friends for brunch and all-you-could drink mimosas. We sat in an outdoor cafe on 3rd Ave and went about talking, eating and discussing baseball, New York, and anything else that came up. I did my best not to stick out as the "new guy" but I'm not sure if anyone was buying it.

After brunch we walked over a few avenues and watched the Gay Pride Parade. For those that are unaware, New York has one of the largest, oldest and most festive Pride parades around - or at least I am told. Anyway, I was just happy to have some new friends and something to do that would be A)FREE!, and B)Entertaining.
Now, don't get me wrong here - as a straight man, who has never attended a Gay Pride event - I was a little unsure of what exactly I was getting myself into. But I gotta tell you, it is much more than just a bunch of half-naked men, dressed in crazy outfits dancing down the streets. Although there is plenty of that! Just check out Superman and Wonder Woman.

There were tons of floats, elaborate costumes, singers, dancers and thousands of spectators. I was also surprised at the number of corporations that sponsored floats showing their support for their employees and their community.

By the time it was over, or at least I was over dodging my way through thousands of people! - We had walked more than 30 blocks, been in the sun for several hours and let's not forget all those bottomless mimosas. I was tired, but I had a lot of fun and met some great new people. My friends were right - PRIDE Day in New York is something that everyone should check out - the experience is worth it.

Beginning Life in New York

2007-06-22T18:12:00.000-07:00

Today I arrived in New York. When I landed the woman siting next to me turned and asked "Do you live here?" I thought about it a sec, smiled and replied "Yes, as of this moment…, I do. It felt good.

I was picked up by a friend (No M60 bus for me this time!) and we fought traffic all the way to Harlem. So here I am - my adventure begins. I don't start my new job until Monday, but as of today I am a New Yorker and I must set about learning my new surroundings.

After we made it and settled in, we walked to the corner bodega, (The Hot Food Grill) and ordered a couple of sandwiches. My belly full, I walked to the grocery store with my friend and picked up some food for the next few days. Not even a full day yet and I can tell: Money is going to be tight.

To this point my adventure has produced few speed bumps and I am beginning to wonder what challenges lay ahead. In any case it's only the first day and I am far too excited (and tired) to be concerned with that. I am sure there will be plenty of time to be stressed.

Finding Myself in Harlem - Cookout Style

2007-05-29T20:11:00.001-07:00

DAY SEVEN (Interviewing Trip #2)

Memorial Day 2007
Started off with a ride from West Orange, NJ to Hoboken, NJ - home of baseball and Frank Sinatra. Stopped by a friend's place that I hadn't visited since my last trip and then made our way into the city via the Lincoln Tunnel.

After picking up a friend we headed back uptown to Harlem to have a cookout at the park. Actually, we had to cook everything at home and then carry it to the park. A far cry for those of us used to throwing everything in the back of a vehicle and driving somewhere for a holiday. Anyway, it was another perfect day. Sunny skies, a nice breeze and a nice shady spot in St. Nicholas Park, started out our little picnic.

All around us other families were cooking, talking, playing games, riding scooters, buying ice cream from the Mister Softee truck and just being happy. It really made me glad to be in Harlem.

Later we returned home and had a few drinks in front of the fans, (No A/C here folks)before heading downstairs to sit on the stoop. A few days earlier I met a neighbor, a large guy, goes by the name: "Teddy Bear" who was having a cookout/block party. He had a DJ, a huge grill, a radio station, and a bubble machine. We sat and listened to the music on into the night and had our picture taken on the stoop - sorry I don't have a digital copy. Again it was a great time.

I have to admit that before I came here - I was a little scared of Harlem. There is certainly a stereotype about the place. When I told people back home that this is where I was going to be staying they would say things like. "Don't get shot!" But honestly after spending a week here I have completely changed my mind.
Harlem is a great community, the people are strong, friendly, open minded and seem to want to know every body. It is truly a place where an individual is encouraged to express themselves. If you have a voice people want to hear it and they want you to say hello, have a good day, how ya doin?, etc. It is not a place to put your head down and try to walk by without greeting anyone.

And really I think it is a place that I will enjoy as I start my New York adventure.

Expenses:

Beer $8 (I think perhaps I should question why the largest chunk of my budget went to beer)
Photo with friend on the stoop $6

Total $14

Upper Harlem and West Orange

2007-05-29T08:17:00.000-07:00

DAY SIX (Interviewing Trip #2)

Went for an early morning walk with my friends. Checked out upper Harlem, near 163rd St. We walked through an area called Sylvan Terrace - it is a block of row houses built in the 1800's when Dutch settlers first entered the area. We got there just ahead of a huge tour group - phew!

Around the corner we visited Morris Jumel Mansion - the last colonial style mansion left in the city. It sits on top of a big hill looking out over Harlem and the Bronx. Supposedly a woman married to Aaron Burr stayed here for many years and housed guests such as George Washington and many others.

Our brief history lesson left us hungry so we got some breakfast at a greasy spoon called Jimbo's Burger Palace.

Next we checked out Highbridge Park and found a hole in the fence that led to a trail. The area beyond the fence was rocky and full of trees and brush so it was almost like taking a hike in nature somewhere. We found a great view of the Harlem River and sat down to digest and relax.

Plus we could see Yankee Stadium off in the distance. A great site for a Yankees fan like myself.

Later I was to visit a friend staying in West Orange, New Jersey - a place not too far from the city by car, but way the heck out there by mass transit. I started by catching the 2 train from 145th St. and riding the length of Manhattan to Park Place, hopped a PATH train to New Jersey and rode to the last stop at Newark/Penn Station. I then met my friend at the station and rode a bus about 40 minutes. It was a nice break to escape the city for a night, eat a home cooked meal and just simply get away from the pace of everything. Although West Orange is way out there it is really nice, we saw deer and wild turkey, something I did not expect on this trip.

Tomorrow I will head back to the city and see what is going on for Memorial Day.

Expenses:

Lunch $8
Bottled Water $1.25
PATH train $1.50
Magazine $7
Groceries for dinner $10
Bus tickets $5

Total $32.75

Rockaway Beach, Rockaway Beach

2007-05-28T19:51:00.001-07:00

DAY FIVE (Interviewing Trip #2)

Woke up and decided that we needed to hit the beach! Over the last few days we had talked about going to a beach to enjoy the weekend, we just didn't know which one. After some heated debate we settled on Rockaway Beach, located near the bottom of Queens. (Check google maps to see for yourself.)

We packed a cooler full of drinks and snacks and waited for our ride. The drive to the beach was only about 25 miles, but it took us over an hour to get there and that was with little to no traffic. Another thing I have learned about New York - distances aren't measured in miles, instead distances are measured by the amount of time it takes you to get from one place to the other.

We made it to the beach, paid to park - which was a holiday special 25 cents, a throwback to 1930's pricing. We were expecting it to be packed with weekenders and families, however, it was perfect. Little to no crowd, plenty of space and a perfect day. The water was freezing cold, but what can you expect, we were swimming in the Atlantic.

After the beach we came back to Harlem, cleaned up and went to eat some dinner at a soul food place called "Cafe 22." We ate fried chicken, mashed potatoes and veggies. It was the perfect meal at the end of a long day.

We made our way home intending to head back out after a nap but, pretty much crashed. The sun and fun had taken its toll and we needed to rest for tomorrow.

Expenses:

Beer $13
Dinner $12

Total $25

Getting the offer!

2007-05-26T22:00:00.000-07:00

DAY FOUR (Interviewing Trip #2)

Today started off the same as the last few days with a ride on the D train. I made my interview at 10:00 and afterwards found a little pizza joint around the corner and had a slice. You know you can't come to New York and not have a little bit of pie! After eating, I made my way up Madison Ave. towards Central Park, enjoying the fantastic weather. I was just about half way to the park when my phone rang and I was given some great news... I WAS BEING OFFERED A JOB!

To celebrate I completed my walk to the park and sat down in a perfect shady spot and called everyone back home. I couldn't believe that all my hard work had paid off.

Later I headed back up to 125th St - found myself some new sunglasses. One thing about New York - it seems like the thing to do is buy the most ridiculous looking glasses you can and rock em for all they're worth. So I found a pair that I was sure made me look dorky and away I went.

After changing out of my suit and cleaning up I went to a friend's apartment at 36th and Lexington for some rooftop beers and sunset watching. I have to say that this is one of the best things to do when trying to unwind in the city. To be up and away from everything is really a relief. This particular building was great - We were literally in the shadow of the Empire State building.

Here's a few more shots from the rooftop:

Nightfall - Hit the East Village, met up with some friends and had drinks to celebrate my good news.Visited a place called the Lakeside Lounge and then moved on to an Irish Pub with an outdoor beer garden. When we left I ate like a pig because I was fairly buzzed and hadn't ate all day. Then we took the bus all the way to 125th St and caught a car service back to 140th.

Collapsed at the end of a very long and exciting day.

Expenses:

Pizza slice $5
Bottled water $2
Sunglasses $5
Drinks - Lakeside Lounge $24
Beers - Irish Pub $10
Pizza slice $4

Total $50

Park Benches, Ghostbusters and the Setting Sun

2007-05-24T21:03:00.000-07:00

DAY THREE (Interviewing Trip #2)

Today was a big day for me. I started out at 145th ST again, rode the D train and arrived at Bryant Park with plenty of time before my interview. The interview began at about 11:00 and went pretty well.

After the first interview was over I had a ton of time to kill. My next meeting wasn't set up until 4:30. So I walked down 42nd St and got to a few look out points where I could see the United Nations. After that I walked north and ended up in an neighborhood called Tudor City. There were a bunch of really nice looking apartment buildings and a bunch of outdoor cafes that looked like I was too young and too broke to try and sit down in.

After that I headed back to Bryant Park and watched people in the park. I saw 2 men walk out to the middle of the park in a suit, take off their jacket, take off their shirt and tie, and then sit in the sun and try to catch a tan. When they were done, the put their suits back on and went back to work.

I visited the NY public library in Bryant Park as well. It was massive with huge rooms, great paintings and sculptures, and tons of books. My friend Julie told me that this was the place where Ghostbusters was filmed. You know, the place where they find Slimer, the little green blob guy.

By that time I had to make my way to the second interview. This interview went well also and I left feeling great about my opportunities in New York. I made my way Uptown, again on the D train and headed for 67th and Broadway to a networking event. There I hung out with about 12 other people from Nebraska and had a fabulous time drinking wine and eating cheese on a roof-top terrace. From the 25th floor we could see the building that Regis lives in, The Met, Fordham University, several Trump Buildings and the top of the building Jon Lennon was killed outside of.

I also watched the best sunset I have ever seen in New York. As the sun dipped behind the New Jersey skyline it was a shining bright red and I remember thinking ... I am really gonna like this. Day Three was a great day.

Expenses:

Italian Hero Sandwich $10
Batteries for the camera $10
Bottled water $2
Total $22

Ah Harlem!

2007-05-23T21:01:00.000-07:00

DAY TWO (Interviewing trip #2)

Caught the A train at 145th ST, rode to 14th ST and made it to my interview by 9:00. The office where my interview was held was on the 14th floor, great view of the city and perhaps the best views of skyline I have ever seen.

I basically met with a different person every half hour between 9:00 and 1:00. After that I met up with my friend John for a celebratory lunch of Mexican food. After filling my belly I parted with John and made my way back to Harlem.

Later I walked around and took in the sites and sounds of Harlem. The kids playing in the street, cars driving by with tunes carrying out the window, the old men sitting on the corner outside the bodega playing checkers and catcalling any passerby.

I saw Jackie Robinson park, little girls braiding each other's hair and boys wrestling inside an empty city pool. It was great. I really enjoy being able to see this area of the city and find the beauty in it.

We also went to the grocery store and it was the craziest thing I have ever seen. So many people - all trying to get their food and get home for dinner. Plus, as one woman in line told me: "the sale ends today!"

DAY THREE - Bring it on!

Expenses:

Breakfast $3
Lunch $15

TOTAL $18

Riding the bus is fun!

2007-05-22T22:00:00.000-07:00

DAY ONE (Interviewing trip #2)

Arrive at LaGuardia Airport
My flights were uneventful enough – except that bad dream I had where I was driving a car and falling asleep - I woke up right when I thought I was about to drive off the road and I was back in the plane.

After landing decided instead of taking a cab I was going to catch the bus from LaGuardia to Harlem. I don’t have a lot of extra cash for this trip so it made sense. $4.00 for the bus or $35.00 for a cab. The M60 was packed, the M2 was late by 30-some minutes and an old woman scolded me for having my suitcase in the aisle,

I reminded myself - this is soon to be a way of life.

Expenses:

Bus fare $4
Metro Card $24
Hero Sandwich $5
McDonald’s $5
Beers $14

TOTAL $52

My latest trip to New York

2007-05-22T17:00:00.000-07:00

I am happy to write, I am currently in New York City. I arrived yesterday for yet another week of interviews and networking. I feel good though, I have to admit that this plan has been coming together a little easier than I thought it might. So while I'm here I plan on giving an account of my days. I am doing so for a couple of reasons really.

1. To journal my trip, track expenses and note anything that's worthy.
2. To provide an update for everyone back home so I don't have to retell the same stories over and over.
3. To entertain anyone who's paying attention.

And with that out of the way I'll begin a recount of my days.

It's hard to move to New York

2007-05-07T19:55:00.000-07:00

Everybody has to be from somewhere. I have lived in Nebraska a large portion of my life. However, I have also lived in a handful of other places like Oklahoma, Kansas, and Tennessee. Hell, I've moved so many times that its hard for me to tell where exactly I am from anymore, at least with any sort of recency.

I will tell you this though. Today I had someone tell me that I was acting "as if I was better than everyone because I am moving to New York." "That my ego was large and that I didn't listen to other people's ideas." I really took this personally. One of the things that I take pride in is being a good listener. If I am not being one than I need to be working on this.

I also hope that no one gets the impression I am ashamed of Nebraska or don't like being from here. Nothing could be farther from the truth. Granted Nebraska can be boring - but it is beautiful in its own way and it is home. No matter how far I travel, New York or beyond, I will always love Nebraska.

However, I also feel that an important part of moving to New York is the attitude. You have to love challenges - and you have to have the confidence to take them on. Perhaps, this is some of what my friend is perceiving to be my attitude. I very much feel like I am trying to embrace the confidence and swagger that I will need to stand out while visiting various agencies, etc.

A friend for Takoma?

2007-04-12T17:35:00.000-07:00

During my last trip to New York I caught this Husky playing in a dog park near the Chelsea Pier. It was so cool to see a Husky in the city. Plus, he looked like he could be Takoma's twin. I bring him, or her (why do I assume it's a male?), to you today in hopes of comment boosting.

It's been a busy week.
Cheers.

Crunch Time

2007-04-12T17:15:00.000-07:00

The clock is winding down - my time in grad school is coming to a close. It seems like I am crazy busy with school work, but sometimes I think I am just being lazy. Call it "Super - Senioritis" or something, the problem is - I just can't seem to get anything done.

Maybe the problem is I have already mentally checked out. Maybe I am so anxious to take the next step that I have projected myself to New York and no longer really care about everything I need to get done. Either way, I gotta finish everything, keep packing and start preparing for my next visit to the city.

I am thinking of taking a trip in May, hopefully for some more interviews. However, to save money I am also considering putting a hold on the trip and just coming in June when I am ready to begin life in New York. We will see.

Walking in New York

2007-04-08T22:12:00.000-07:00

These boots are made for walking ! Actually, I don't really wear boots, I am more of a casual sneaker kind of guy, but the point remains. This post is about WALKING. Something that you have to do a whole lot of when you live in New York City.

New York is a walking city, so to prepare for the move I try to walk as often as possible. I walk the 5 or 6 blocks to and from campus each day, (and sometimes more than once in a day.) I also walk to my part time job downtown, a distance of about 10 - 12 blocks each way. Finally, I try to walk anywhere else that is close enough to be reasonable.

Maybe, if I walk enough now, when it isn't entirely necessary - it won't be such a jolt when I make my move.

Yankees "getting a move on" in New York

2007-04-05T13:36:00.000-07:00

BASEBALL IS BACK !! In a few previous posts I have briefly let on that I am indeed a die-hard fan of the New York Yankees. Even though I was raised in the midwest I have always been a fan of the Bronx Bombers. In my opinion, the Yankees should be referred to as "America's Team" not the damn Dallas Cowboys. There have been so many famous players that have donned the pinstripes that perhaps the entire organization should be elected to the Hall of Fame. I just love the history and story behind the team and its players.

The last 2 years I have been lucky enough to attend a Yankees game and it is taken my fandom to an entirely new level. It didn't hurt that both of those games were against the hated Red Sox.

Anyway, I am so glad that baseball is here again. I thought spring training would never come to an end. So far the Yankees are 1 - 0, and after a rain-out last night, Andy Pettitte will make his first start as a Yankee once again. I will try to keep my postings about the Yanks to a minimum to try and stay on topic, however, one of the most exciting parts about moving to New York will be increased access to the Yankees.

Baseball comes to New York

2007-04-04T14:00:00.000-07:00

I was going through some stuff the other night, ya know, packing for my move and getting rid of stuff. I was in the middle of combining several boxes of baseball cards when I sorta "spaced off." I loved collecting cards as a kid and even still I find myself buying a pack on occasion. Anyway, I soon found myself flipping through stacks of cards - my memory taking me back to days of trading cards with my younger brothers. I came across some of my favorite players ... Roger Clemens, Ozzie Smith, Andre Dawson ... the list goes on.

For a second I contemplate getting rid of the cards. Perhaps now is the right time. I might make some extra money to take to New York, plus I would have 2 less boxes of stuff.

But no - I can't bring myself to do it. The reasoning doesn't matter - I have to keep these cards. There isn't a kid out there who collected cards that can easily make the decision. These are things that you just hold on to. Who knows if they will ever be worth something, most of them are common cards and half-assembled sets. The thing is, they connect me with the boy I use to be and baseball will always have the ability to transcend the years and take me back.

The only other time that I can remember feeling as excited about an oncoming baseball season was when I attended Opening Day 2005 at Yankee Stadium. Which leads to my next post ...

Husky in New York

2007-04-02T15:32:00.000-07:00

I have mentioned in previous posts that I have a dog. His name is Takoma and from here on out I am going to refer to him more often, and always by his name. I mean, why shouldn't I... he is my best friend - and most of the time you don't start off a story about a friend by saying: "My friend, ______(insert name)... did such and such." Besides, Takoma will soon be joining me in the move to New York.

I know it's gonna be quite an adjustment for him and I often think about how I am going to make it work. But again, he is my best friend and I just want him to be there to explore and experience New York with me. I plan on jogging him every morning ( a big commitment for a semi-overweight guy who currently doesn't work out) and visiting dog parks as often as possible.

I found this website today that seems to be a great place to meet and get to know other dog owners, dog walkers, dog lovers in the city. I am hoping to find some resources that will help make the transition a little easier. I will report more later after I explore the site.

For now, I leave you with a glamor shot of Takoma in hopes of some cheap comment boosts.

Keep on networking!

2007-04-02T09:03:00.000-07:00

Towards the end of last week I had 2 more opportunities to make NY connections.

1. I was told about a woman, a UNL graduate, who lived in New York and prided herself on helping students move to the city. She visited campus for a couple of meetings and had some extra time to meet. Even though I knew my time with her would be short I did my best to make the most of it. We met and discussed my plans. I made sure she understood why I wanted to go to New York and why I wanted to be a part of the advertising industry. All said, I spent about 30 minutes with her and she is sending me some resources and putting me in touch with contacts.

2. One of the contacts I made a few weeks ago gave me the name and contact information of a friend in the advertising business. After sending off a resume-laden email to the new contact I smiled, thinking to myself, "this is how it's going to happen." My network is growing and it feels really great to know that there are people out there trying to help.

A New Direction

2007-03-27T13:57:00.000-07:00

Now a few months into this blogging experience and I have to admit that I have hit a wall. During the last few weeks I have found it increasingly difficult to produce material for my blog. I can try to reason with myself and say things like " I just haven't had the time," but the reality is that I just sorta ran out of things to say.

Along with this realization comes a new commitment to my blog. A commitment to make it something special, something unique, something useful or entertaining and something that is ... well ... ME! I am going to shift my focus from collecting and sharing useful information about a New York move, to a more personal, inside look at my own personal journey.

From here on out, expect to hear more from me. I will still do my best to collect useful resources and information, however, I will also try to bring stories and specific examples of daily activities that I see as helping me get to New York. Hopefully, these new tidbits will provide an idea of the kinds of things one should be doing when trying to land a job and relocate to a place like New York.

Interviewing

2007-03-13T17:51:00.000-07:00

First of all, I apologize for not posting during the last week. I am unsure if I have any regular readers yet, but I should have been doing a much better job of posting. I have been working on resumes, business cards and phone calls for my trip to New York. I am currently in New York, (actually - Hoboken, NJ) for a week of interviews and personal meetings.

I had my first NY interview today and it went fairly well. If there is anything I can stress to someone wanting to move to New York it is this - MAKE A TRIP. Even though I am here and planning to move here over the summer I am still having a hard time convincing people I am serious. It seems like people in New York need to know that you are committed and actually going to be here.

Make a trip and interview. Let people know you are serious. It is the first step to lining up a job in New York.

Hit the streets

2007-03-08T22:39:00.000-08:00

Here is a posting I found on another site. I thought that it was great advice, especially if you are trying to go into advertising. The last few times I have come to New York I have been trying to spend time getting to know the city. The tourist stuff is for the birds. It is real when you hit the streets.

My girlfriend and me are going to New York late 2007 for at least half a year. While she's the one doing the important work over there, I'll be having a lot of time on my hands. Therefore I thought that it would be a great opportunity to improve my advertising skills.

I'm a Danish copywriter in a big Danish agency, so it could naturally be within copywriting, but since I'm only occassionally doing English copy, maybe it would be better to find something related to such fluffy subjects as "concept development", "creative ideas", "creative strategy" and so on. You know.. an abstact step beyond writing. But both could be interesting.

Could anyone recommend any schools, courses, seminars etc in New York? Economy is luckily not the big issue during our stay, so I'm pretty flexible as to working for almost nothing in an agency. Doesn't have to be a school. In Denmark we used to have a dedicated advertising school, where the different agencies would pay a fortune to educate their employees when needed. Is there anything similar in New York?

Thank you very much for constructive feedback! Highly appreciated.

Dungeon
Submitted by klop on Fri, 2006-11-03 15:40.
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Submitted by albatross on Sun, 2006-11-05 07:49.

most of the schools in NYC are for juniors and really there's nothing for professionals to hone their skills.. You might be able to take an "advanced advertising" course at the School for the Visual Arts.....but most programs don't let you show up and take a non-beginner class.

I would say, if economy (as you say) is not an issue, then spend your time getting to know the city. THAT would be the biggest asset to advertising. NYC is the most culturally, artistically, socioeconomically, etc DIVERSE city in the world (in my opinion).....

roam it's streets, go to every museum you can, eat at hotdog vendors, observe the city's people.....GUARANTEED to improve your worldview and, subsequently, improve your advertising skills. (and i don't mean touristy sight-seeing....the statue of liberty is a waste of time.

In jazz music, going through formal education is a waste of time...you have to get out to clubs and just PLAY with other musicians. I would relate that to your situation....why take a class if you're already a PRO....CULTURE is your school, so go out and get some.

by the way, near NYU campus is a bar called the Blue&Gold....every alcoholic drink you could think of, every shot, every beer, every type of whiskey or scotch.... $3. $3!!!!!

Sing your song

2007-02-26T22:41:00.000-08:00

Here's a great idea about searching for a job whether you're trying to go to New York or New Zealand... TELL PEOPLE ABOUT IT! When you tell someone what you're after and they can tell you are determined and passionate - you will be surprised how far some people will go out of their way to help you. And help is exactly what you need. Let other people help you; let them tell other people about you in a way you want to be described; word of mouth can be a powerful thing.

A new pic

2007-02-25T20:48:00.000-08:00

A few of my favorite things

2007-02-25T20:41:00.000-08:00

OK, so maybe it's lame, but when you are trying to go through your stuff and decide what to keep decisions can be tough. I knew that I would find items that were hard to know what to do with. My collection of license plates is one such item. Granted it is not a large collection, but it is mine. I have collected most of these plates from states I have lived in and it might be hard to go back and find them all again.They each hold some sort of significance and it is hard to just throw them away. For right now they are safe, but it doesn't seem worth packing up and storing them in a box until I can get them to NYC.

A great comment about moving to New York

2007-02-25T18:19:00.000-08:00

I found this comment on another post I often reference: How to move to New York Sane and Not Broke. I think that kimdog adds some valuable thoughts, especially about living the lifestyle. Each time I have gone to New York I have found more free things to do and it just gets better every time.

From kimdog: "I moved to NYC in 2001 after spending most of my life in TN. I was scared shitless, but knew it was something I needed to do in order to begin my career in non-profit management.

I planned for about 6 months before the move, including working a second job to sock away cash, and then I sold my car two weeks before the move, so I had some savings to get started. The scariest part was just making the decision to move. Once I did that, I was too consumed by all the details to get too freaked out. Oh, and I only knew one person in NYC when I arrived

Following on Ben's tidy commentary-

Housing: It's very difficult to find a good living situation remotely. I got a short term sublet so that I could spend time figuring out my best option. I eventually found a great deal with a roommate, and less than a year later got my own apartment. Upper Manhattan is still the undiscovered country. Inwood and Washington Heights have some great deals and certain areas are rapidly gentrifying. If you are willing to walk the streets, talk to people, and make phone calls you an avoid the scam that are NYC brokers and save a ton of cash.

Cost of living- yes it's higher in some respects, but there are trade-offs. I was spending about $300 a month on car insurance, gas and maintenance (and I didn't have a car note). Now my transportation cost $76 a month for an unlimited MetroCard (and my employer pays for $40 of that). Also, incomes generally are higher, but depending on your experience don't expect to make big bucks to start. Like Ben said, get good at what you do. I started out in an entry level position making $32k, and doubled my salary in three years. I used my savings to subsidize my first year in NYC until my salary caught up.

Analyze your expectations- I know many people who spend lots of money to maintain a "lifestyle"- clubs, restaurants, designer clothes, taxis. Many of those people make less than me and are up to their eyeballs in debt. But there are plenty of other paths to take. I've made wonderful friends here, and most of them are native New Yorkers who are just living a life. The city has abundant riches to offer that don't break the bank. Hell, my favorite things are usually free."

Call it a Trade!

2007-02-25T15:22:00.000-08:00

Here's a suggestion for getting rid of stuff: Find a friend that's moving at the same time you are. The other day while talking to a friend about his upcoming move we realized that he was going to need nearly everything I am getting rid of. A desk, a microwave, a toaster, even pots and pans. I need to get rid of em and my friend needs em.

Now all I need to do is come up with a bottom dollar amount of everything I want to get rid of and then let him choose what he wants. Now I can sell a large portion of stuff at once and move it all to one location. Seems like a win, win for everyone.

How to Move To New York City Sane And Not Broke

2007-02-19T08:57:00.000-08:00

Here is some great advice from an article I mentioned before: HOW TO: Move To New York City Sane And Not Broke - from The Consumerist

LINE UP JOB PROSPECTS. Send out feelers and resumes before you arrive. Tap those personal connections. Let people know you're coming. If you went to college, call up the alumni office and see if they can hook you up with former students in New York. Monster.com has never done anything for us. Craigslist has. Don't get discouraged if people don't initially seem that interested in you. Tons of people say they're going to move to New York but never do, so NYC veterans learn to take a policy of, 'I'll see it when I see it.' That's okay, just start cranking the wheel on getting a cash flow going as early as possible."

This is something that I am working on right now. I have a trip to the city planned in a few weeks and I have been calling anyone and everyone I know. I have a few informational interviews and several personal meetings already set up and they have all basically come from personal contacts. I visited the city back in November and that is when I actually met some of the people that I will be visiting. It's like the posting above says: once people knew that I was serious and that I was committed to coming they have been much more responsive. Simply sending my resume and saying I would like to come to New York wasn't enough!

Getting Rid of Stuff Continued

2007-02-18T17:12:00.000-08:00

Thanks to everyone who checked in with a comment about this post. It is indeed an interesting process to try and decide which things you REALLY need to keep and which things are simply junk that you have accumulated. I have to agree with Adrian that each time you move it seems like you get rid of more crap. I think this is just natural because I am finding that things I once considered "keepers" gradually make their way into the trash or give away pile.

Some of the absolute junk that I am happy to be disposing of:

An extensive collection of lanyards and name badges from various conferences and university-related activities.
A basket full of crappy Hollister and Abercrombie necklaces & arm bands from my days as a store manager. (I just don't need to wear sea shells around my neck. I am in Nebraska, the ocean is a long way from here.)
A flamingo-shaped "yard glass" purchased in Las Vegas at the Flamingo Hotel's pool. ( Comes complete with two handfuls of beads.)

Some of my things that might actually be valuable:

A box full of matchbox cars.
Several boxes full of baseball and basketball cards and memorabilia.

Cross your fingers that I stumble across a Michael Jordan rookie card.

Getting Rid of Stuff

2007-02-14T13:36:00.000-08:00

One piece of advice that I keep coming across : get rid of your stuff! Moving half way across the country is no easy task. The more stuff you take, the harder and perhaps, more expensive it is. Plus, once you get to New York, space is at a premium. I have heard stories of people that have moved with absolutely nothing and started an apartment with cardboard drawer sets and an air matress. If you haven't heard of him yet, Check out this guy that built his furniture from Fed-Ex boxes.

The point is you really have to think about what you want/need to take with you and what you need to simply get rid of. I like to think that this will not be that difficult for me since I have moved several times in the last few years. However, I have been living in the same place for 3 years now, a lifetime by my standards, and have accumulated a lot of "stuff." I began the ugly process of sorting and packing some of my stuff last night by cleaning my desk. I decided while cleaning files and drawers that it might be easiest if I begin placing things in 3 categories.

1. Stuff going to New York

2. Stuff going to storage ( hopefully the smallest category!) ( I promise I will do my best Mom.)

3. Stuff to get rid of. (Throw it away, give it away, whatever, just get rid of it!)

Guess it might be time to pass on my extensive collection of coozys. If I come across any items that I have difficutly parting with I will write a little about it. Until later I march forward with trash can and moving boxes by my side.

HollenbackNet - NyMoveTips

2007-02-12T23:02:00.000-08:00

A great list of tips that I found at HollenbackNet - NyMoveTips

Buy a sturdy backpack. You are going to be doing a lot of walking. I recommend a large Jansport or Columbia daypack.

One of the first things you should put in your backpack is a quality collapsible umbrella. Remember all that walking? You have to do a lot of it in the rain.

Bring a sturdy pair of walking shoes. I love Saucony tennis shoes.

Throw a light jacket and a camera in that backpack too.

Don't bring a car to NYC if you can help it. If you absolutely have to bring a car, sell it as soon as possible and/or find a friend who lives outside of Manhattan and has a parking space you can use. I'm still trying to sell the Toyota Camry that feels like an Albatross around my neck.

Start using the subway immediately on the first day you move here. This will be your lifeline. Remember that the Bronx is uptown and Brooklyn is downtown. Purchase an unlimited month metro card. They cost $70 and are a great value if you take at least two rides a day.

Bring a bare minimum of stuff to New York - your apartment will be very small. Don't bring a bicycle unless you actually plan on riding it - storage will be a hassle.

I brought my long skateboard with me and have found that to be a fun transportation alternative.

It's convenient to have a small, lightweight vacuum like an Oreck XL as your apartment will probably have wood floors. Vacuuming is much easier, especially if you have pets.

You can find an apartment that takes dogs and cats relatively easily in New York. It's easiest if you leave the pets back home for a few months and then fly back to get them. You can ship a large dog in a crate on most major airlines for around $80 one way. Most airlines won't take crated dogs during the summer.

Find a bank as soon as possible. I recommend Commerce Bank. Alternately, make sure your current bank is also in New York (example: Washington Mutual). You will be paying a lot of atm fees until you get your banking straightened out.

Cabs are a fast and relatively inexpensive way to get around Manhattan, particularly if you can split the price with several people. Particularly late at night a cab can get you home much faster than the subway. However, during the daytime cabs can be very slow if you get caught in traffic.

How cab signs work: official NYC cabs all work the same way. You can tell it's an official cab because the car is yellow and has a platic "medallion" fixed on the hood". There's an illuminated sign on the front roof of the cab. If the "off duty" part is lit, the cab won't pick you up. That takes precedence over all other combinations. If the cab number between the "off duty" signs is lit, the cab is available and should pick you up. If thecab number is off the cab has a passenger and won't pick you up.

It's the law that an official NYC cab must transport you to any address anywhere in the entire city limits of New York, no matter what.

Cabs without medallions are "gypsy cabs" and are not regulated in any way by the city. Use at your own risk (although my experiences have been fine). Typically gypsy cabs are more expensive than official cabs. Make sure you get a price from the driver before you get in the car.

You can't phone for an official cab - instead you have to call a car service. Pricing will be flat rate - there's a lot of crossover between gypsy cabs and car services.

If a parking meter is broken, it's a legal parking space for one hour.

There only legally has to be one parking sign per block. Some blocks are really, really long - so look sharp.

You can't make a right turn on red in New York City. Get used to it.

A homeless man gave Aaron some valuable advice when he was here: watch the traffic, not the light. No one ever got run over by a traffic light.

Put your wallet in your front pocket and get used to carrying it there.

Two extremely useful books:

NY Atlas - pocket atlas
Not For Tourists - maps and tips for someone new to NY

Don't forget to bring your social security card and birth certificate when you move (I almost did). You'll need them for your new job and to register your car or get a driver's license.

Walking in crowds: this is a skill that needs to be learned. For the love of god, don't stop in the middle of the sidewalk to look in your bag. That might work fine on the barren sidewalks of southern California, but it will cause a massive traffic jam in NYC. Always move off to the side if you need to stop. Similarly, strive to walk in as straight a line as possible.

Some NYC blog links to get you wearing trucker hats in no time:

Note that once you live in Nw York, the rest of the universe ceases to exist.

See how well the alarm clock in your cell phone works. Most Nokia phones have extremely loud and convenient alarms (including snooze). I've lived in NY for 6 months and still haven't bought a regular alarm clock because my cell phone works so well.

You are going to spend a lot of money on drinks at bars, because a) your apartment will be tiny, and b) you'll go to bars to meet people. Dive bars such as Rudy's (9th Ave. btw 43rd and 44th) offer the best drink values, such as $3.00 for a Pabst. Try to like drinking Pabst because it's consistently available and cheap. I personally like it. A typical mixed drink at a dive bar is going to set you back $5. I've paid $5.50 for a Bud and $7 for a vodka tonic at the nicer bars (and I don't mean really fancy ones, either). The East Village is by far the best dive bar area of the city. For example, you can play pool and get cans of PBR for $2 at 2x4, which is on the corner of 4th St. and 2nd Ave.

Prepare to do a lot more coughing than you are used too. I find that my disposable contacts don't last as long here, and my throat is always a little scratchy. My theory is that although the smog here is not terrible, there's a lot more particulate matter in the air.

Invest in some sort of portable music device. I've got a Rio 500 MP3 player myself, but a CD player works too. Headphones create a magic protective bubble that most street bums and ragamuffins won't cross.

Say you actually have to park in Manhattan for some reason? Remember the following:

You're going to pay cash
You're going to pay up front
You're going to pay a lot.

When you pull into a lot, someone will approach you and demand money. Try to determine if they actually work for the lot. Are they wearing some sort of uniform or shirt with a company logo on it? Do they talk to (yell at) the other people working in the lot? Are they surly? Your answer should be yes on all counts.

The wheels of commerce in New York are greased with tips. You tip for everything. Never leave the house (well, apartment) with less than $5 in singles on you. Some people you will be tipping:

your cabbie
the FreshDirect deliveryman
your doorman (well, you only tip him at Christmas) (and I hope someday to have one)
the shoeshine guy
they guy who plays the awesome accordian in the subway tunnel between 8th Ave. and Times Square (ok, not exactly a tip, but give him a buck - he RAWKS)
your neighborhood strip club bathroom attendant
the chinese food delivery guy
your waiter or waitress

Thanks for the tips HollenbackNet!

A Big Challenge

2007-02-11T20:43:00.000-08:00

Moving to New York is a big challenge. There are so many things to think about and line up before I ever leave that it almost makes me crazy trying to keep it all straight. One of my largest concerns is how I am going to handle moving and keeping my dog. I have a 3 year old Siberian Husky name Takoma. By most accounts, I am not worried because he is a very independent dog and I am willing to do whatever I need to do to make it work. However, owning a dog in New York is no easy task, I have learned this through friends and observation.

If anyone out there has stories or ideas about how to move a dog half-way across the country, or finding a dog walker in the city, I would love to hear from you.

Great Photos of NYC

2007-02-08T20:53:00.000-08:00

I found this site with some great photos of New York, like this one. The perspective the photographer catches of the city is really interesting. Check it out, but beware you can get stuck. I visit almost every day to check out what's new.

Joe's NYC

How to move to New York

2007-02-08T20:04:00.000-08:00

Back when I started this blogging thing I found this post titled "How to move to New York Sane and Not Broke." There were a lot of really great thoughts and comments from all kinds of view points. I often come back to these postings to remind me what I need to be focused on. Take a read through the comments and find tons of links to other New York sites.

Also, check out the rest of the blog. It's called The Consumerist, and it has tons of information about products, issues, trends, and all kinds of stuff.

So why New York?

2007-02-03T17:33:00.000-08:00

Sometimes being from the midwest is confusing. It seems like no one is happy here and people are often talking about getting away to somewhere more interesting. But most people never do anything about it. However, when I tell someone that I am moving to New York most people give me a "are you serious" look and ask, "why?"

Although it can be tricky to explain, it's a good question because it helps remind me of exactly why I want to go. I thought I could answer the question out loud by creating a list called: The Top 5 Reasons I want to move to New York.

1.Career - I am ready to begin a career in Advertising and what better place to test my skills and confidence than the mecca of advertising, New York. After graduating I could have gone anywhere, but I thought - Why not really push myself and take it to the top?

2.Friends - I have a number of friends who are either living in New York, or will be returning in the next few years. I look forward to reconnecting with friends I haven't seen in a while and making as many new friendships as I can.

3.Transportation - Plain and simple, I am tired of having to deal with a vehicle and its costs. Moving to New York will eliminate my payment, insurance costs, fuel costs and much more.In my previous visits to the city, the subway and bus system has been efficient. Don't get me wrong, public transportation has its downside, but I am willing to sacrifice a little personal freedom for money saved.

4.Culture - New York is home to tons of museums, theaters, music venues and all kinds of other cultural hot spots. There is just so much going on. I can't wait to dive in. I look forward to exploring the city and broadening my horizons at the same time.

5. The Yankees - OK, so this one isn't deep or meaningful. At least maybe not to anyone who isn't a fan of the Bronx Bombers. But I have been a Yankees fan since I was a kid and am excited that it will be easier for me to attend games or catch them on TV. (Thanks to YES Network, nearly every game is televised!)

The story behind the blog

2007-01-26T16:25:00.000-08:00

I am a graduate student finishing a Masters degree in Advertising at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. After graduating in May I plan on moving to New York to start a career in the Ad biz. This can be an exciting and daunting task for many reasons, but mainly because the move is a big one and advertising is a hard industry to break into. However, I couldn't be more excited about the challenge and I am really looking forward to the experience of a new life in the big city.

Anyway, enough about me for now; there will be plenty of time for that later. I want to get to the point of this blog. As I said in the header, I want this blog to be a place where people can find helpful information about making the move to NYC and starting life as a New Yorker. I hope that others will share their advice and personal experiences about the actual moving process, finding an apartment, getting around, and if we get to it - getting a start in the Ad biz. As the days go by and my moving date approaches I will detail my own journey and the things that I learn. My hope is that this information will help make someone else's move a little easier, a little less expensive or a little less intimidating. Along the way I will collect relevant stories, links and anything else I can find and let you know about them.