copyrights, birthday, and nuyork
So copyrights are kind of complicated. I forget that and relearn it every time I have to register a new piece of work. Just though you should know.
Maybe you have a sweet elephant powered bus you want to put a claim on or something.
In other news, my mom has wished me happy birthday at least 5 times already since the last time I was home (May 22). My birthday is June 2. It worried me at first that she would confuse so many days for the same one, but then I realized she was just trying to say it as much as possible since she wouldn't be able to do so in person.
I've learned that my southern stroll as I like to call it (or, my uncanny ability to generally walk slower than everyone around me) is actually easier to enjoy up here. At home people just observe and say, "you walk really slow." This upsets me. It is better in New York because here there are ordered and socially acceptable times when a person can walk as slow as they want. I've made a list below for your convenience.
Appropriate times for slow walking:
In the elevator. (Seriously)
On a very wide sidewalk where there may be only 2 to 5 people in a 10 yard area directly in front and behind you.
Passing an accident (someone slammed into the back of a cab)
Passing a demonstration for free health care (at which the only demand/or point of protest was for free hugs, and ultimately an unspoken one for a dance club/skate park in Union Square)
The Upper West Side on Claremont Avenue/Riverside Dr between 116th and 122nd.: Pretty much leisurely walking central.
Inappropriate times for slow walking:
In the subway (I didn't do this one, I realized this after being behind the world's slowest teenage girls. Many people wanted to kick them. –This sentiment was felt, never stated)
Getting off/on the train...Anytime trains are involved as a general rule of thumb.
Crossing the street. (No one waits for crosswalks anymore...you always have like 15 more seconds than they say anyways).
A race with a small child. Win that junk. seriously....God has given you every advantage.
And....Speed walking championship.
*Note that walking slow during inappropriate times in most places in Manhattan will make >50 people quietly mad at you– and if you continue long enough, numbers will increase and inevitably, >5 will say something
Let's do this again.
love,
joe
Maybe you have a sweet elephant powered bus you want to put a claim on or something.
In other news, my mom has wished me happy birthday at least 5 times already since the last time I was home (May 22). My birthday is June 2. It worried me at first that she would confuse so many days for the same one, but then I realized she was just trying to say it as much as possible since she wouldn't be able to do so in person.
I've learned that my southern stroll as I like to call it (or, my uncanny ability to generally walk slower than everyone around me) is actually easier to enjoy up here. At home people just observe and say, "you walk really slow." This upsets me. It is better in New York because here there are ordered and socially acceptable times when a person can walk as slow as they want. I've made a list below for your convenience.
Appropriate times for slow walking:
In the elevator. (Seriously)
On a very wide sidewalk where there may be only 2 to 5 people in a 10 yard area directly in front and behind you.
Passing an accident (someone slammed into the back of a cab)
Passing a demonstration for free health care (at which the only demand/or point of protest was for free hugs, and ultimately an unspoken one for a dance club/skate park in Union Square)
The Upper West Side on Claremont Avenue/Riverside Dr between 116th and 122nd.: Pretty much leisurely walking central.
Inappropriate times for slow walking:
In the subway (I didn't do this one, I realized this after being behind the world's slowest teenage girls. Many people wanted to kick them. –This sentiment was felt, never stated)
Getting off/on the train...Anytime trains are involved as a general rule of thumb.
Crossing the street. (No one waits for crosswalks anymore...you always have like 15 more seconds than they say anyways).
A race with a small child. Win that junk. seriously....God has given you every advantage.
And....Speed walking championship.
*Note that walking slow during inappropriate times in most places in Manhattan will make >50 people quietly mad at you– and if you continue long enough, numbers will increase and inevitably, >5 will say something
Let's do this again.
love,
joe
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Sunday, May 31, 2009
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