Happy Birthday, America!

Ξ July 4th, 2008 | → 23 Comments | ∇ BrittCon, travel |

Hope you all enjoy celebrating the birth of our country. I love Independence Day and consider it one of my favorite holidays (this coming from a girl who can have like ten “best” friends so don’t hold me to the “favorite” thing, k?).

Because my birthday is July 5th I have always been fond of “my new year’s eve’” and tend to celebrate kinda hard. I love a good party and I love fireworks bringing in my birthday. This year it might rain here in Pittsburgh and I have no idea what they will do about the fireworks. Will it still be my birthday if I don’t get fireworks announcing it? Well of course it will.

I started the celebration by heading to NYC for BrittCon last weekend, dinner with Tinkle Twat on Monday and going to my “slap my ass before every ball” bowling league on Tuesday. Wednesday was kinda low key and Thursday was drinks after work. So yeah, my birthday week has started off well and will finish strong with a party on Saturday and a birthday party on Sunday. I’m good!

About that NYC trip. Karl and Britt are recapping MUCH better than I am. Should you desire to read the funny parts of the adventure, head over to their sites. Not sure what Cissa will have in store when she returns from her Cape vacation, but I am sure she will also do a recap better than me. Not sure how much more Dawg and Poppy will write, no clue what Robin will eventually put up.

Regardless, all you are gonna get here at the Cliff are photos…like that one up at the start of today’s post. I took that while on the 86th floor of the Empire State Building. Hope you don’t mind my less than stellar photography skills. Heck, half the time I was so busy soaking up The City that sometimes I even forgot about the camera.

So, here we go in a mostly chronological order…

(day 1 in a park across from the hotel…can you see how happy we are to just BE in New York City?)

(Grand Central Station and the Chrysler Building)

(Technically I am IN BED WITH KARL here)

(Dawg Friday night)

(lots of laughter while rehydrating with water from Dawg…at Starcocks)

(Brooklyn Bridge as viewed from tour bus)

(T. Sq.)

(top of ESB)

(bus)

(Mmmmmm, sweaty firemen.)

(fashion district)

(next to the Chrysler Building, this was my fave)

(best spring roll ever)

(oh yeah…we rode the subway.)

(yes, I totally spent some time kissing this man while on a sidewalk in Greenwich Village…no, I didn’t go back to his place even though he bought my dinner and drinks…yes, he also reminds me of Syler from Heroes, but damn could he kiss.)

(I was fascinated by all of the cabs.)

(Central Park!)

(Britt, Karl, Cissa & Robin…at the Met!!)

(awww)

And then, after all that fun, my camera batteries were as exhausted as I was and both died. So I got no photos after the HNT pictures from the Met that I posted yesterday. Not one single photo of the Gay Pride Parade that made me want to dance and had me happy to be alive. No photos of the makeover that Britt did for me or of our last dinner in NYC. The “hold on with both hands” cab ride to the airport? Nuttin. But that is just fine. Because I WILL BE BACK. Look out NYC. Now I know how to plan for you. :)

Thanks for stopping by and hopefully enjoying the photo recap. Hope your day is spectacular. Happy Fourth of July! I’ll leave you with one of my favorite photos. I took this on a hazy day at the construction area which used to be the World Trade Center’s Twin Towers…

 

Overwhelmed In NYC

Ξ July 1st, 2008 | → 30 Comments | ∇ BrittCon, travel |

This past weekend in New York City was beyond words fantastic. Off the charts awesome. Seriously terrific weekend. Great friends doing new and exciting things can only lead to laughs and fun.

Except when those friends are with you in NYC and agree with you that we all need to see where the World Trade Center Towers once proudly stood. We agreed to take a tourist double decker bus to tour the church where workers, who toiled incredibly long hours witnessing horrendous sights and smells that I cannot begin to fathom, would rest and get nourishment, gathering strength to again make the journey across the street to continue their rescue efforts. For me, just viewing mementos left on the St. Paul’s Chapel fence (items that have now become a part of the memorial) became overwhelming. These items were left during such an intense mourning period in an effort to express sorrow, anguish and loss and I couldn’t help but be drawn back to that very day. The flood of sadness washed over me, right there in that church with hundreds of other tourists. Even a big hug from Britt couldn’t remove the overwhelming emotions.

(”with all our anger we share your pain” from Italy)

(thousands of paper cranes from all over)

(outside of the church, facing where the Towers stood)

While I didn’t think I could make it viewing the actual site, especially after crying my way through the church, I was pleasantly surprised to have this as my first view:

We are rebuilding. While our nation will never be the same, it felt good to see that we won’t allow our horrendous tragedy’s scar to remain such a visible blemish.

EDITED TO ADD: It is St. Paul’s Chapel, not St. John’s. Uggggh! (Sorry.)
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On another memorial note, before we got to Ground Zero we found a chain link fence filled with tiles from kids all over. Here are some of my favorite images…

 

Twat, I Say!

Ξ June 30th, 2008 | → 4 Comments | ∇ BrittCon, travel |

As you all probalby know, Twitter is a fun little interactive site.  And you probably all know by now that the wonderful Hilly proclaimed that every message put out there onto the world wide webs would be called a Twat. 

Well, while in New York we certainly twatted.  Some of us more than others while their phone batteries lasted.  Here’s a quick outline of our adventures from my timeline.  More stories to follow… 

 

hellohahanarf hellohahanarf and i miss the constant nyc food. gimme street meat quick!
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf looking forward to picking the dogs up from the kennel and relaxing at home this evening. all that nyc fun and travel is exhausting!
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @karlerikson She will probably shank you if you wake her up!
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @CissaFireheart EVERYONE saw your twat. hehe
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf Amazing that even a forced smile can make a difference on the phone. I need a nap and am SO fucking not happy, yet the smile matters.
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf I could use to slam the last bit of Karl right about now. Hehee
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf I miss breakfast with my BrittCon roomies
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf Officially inside my house. I was too tired to drive from airport, yet did anyway. Come precious sleep…
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf Or both
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf Shuttle bus driver taking me to my vehicle just said Welcome home and I teared up. Not sure if I miss Brittcon or if I am happy to be home.
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @karlerikson Wish I could rub it for you!
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @karlerikson You guys are like little weather refugees, sleepin on the floor…
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @karlerikson Those fuckers. All that money for a ticket and you have to sit on the fucking floor. Rrrrrrr.
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @snackiepoo I wish we would have had Dave’s tiara for pictures in NYC. Would have been most excellent.
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @karlerikson Did they tell you why the fuck yinz were delayed so fucking long? Dont even gimme the weather answer either!
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @snackiepoo Get mad, it worked for me for an entire weekend
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @outhurme But I am YOUR little slut, right?
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf Just caught my reflection in tram window. Racoon eyes from sleeping and mascara. Poppy would probably not tell me, but Britt would shank …
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @othurme Hi. Thanks for defending my honor. Hehe
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @karlerikson Oh how I hate that for you both. BUT since I didnt fuck the gay guy, am I really a whore?
hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @karlerikson Oh how I hate that for you both. BUT since I didnt fuck the gay guy, am I really a whore?
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf Safe on ground. Hating harsh whith lighting on plane. Feet still wet with NYC rain.
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf Airplane door shut and we are about to fly away. Goodbye New York. It was wonderful to see you again. Next time wont be so long. XOXO
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf Boarding plane. And missing my Brittcon roomies already…
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf Crew just walked through top security door towards my plane. Hope that means I can get on the plane soon also.
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf If anyone cares, my fucking feet are still wet. With New York rain!!
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @missbritt If these cocksuckers would let me on the plane, I would get on!
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @avitable i already took my last sip of karl, might as well add you to the list
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf Laughing out loud while by myself aint good.
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf @missbritt Find a gate, bitches or I will shank you
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf All gates have power outlets…plug in or suck it!
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf To the woman hollering HELLO into the payphone…SUCK IT
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf Ewwww. All that groaning and moaning leads to puking noises? Seriously, that aint right. (then again, I shouldnt have twatted from the pot)
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hellohahanarf hellohahanarf To the woman who might be giving birth in the womens room, please stop with those terrible noises. Thanks
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