Daily Archives: April 9, 2009

Arnold Shwartzenager in NYC

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I stumbled upon this yesterday in midtown. It is a muscle man gym that plays movies of Arnold Shwartenager all day to attract new members.

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It wasn’t just clips of Arnold randomly, it was actually a movie with a plot I think.

Of course, I was watching it through a window so there was no volume.

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a NAZI plot perhaps?

Hot Dog!

New Hampshire Hot Dog Eating Contest 2006
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The guys in costumes were surprisingly apathetic

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But the Mustard Guy seemed to actually like his job

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And what would a Hot Dog Festival be without a human sized hot dog.

Unlike the condiments, Hot Dog doesn’t have the word HOT DOG written across his chest.

He was kind of an arrogant dick actually

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This man wandering around Boston was keeping a He-Man portrait between his legs

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This is what I love about the desert: creepy military crap everywhere

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I’m not sure if they were trying to sell goffballs AND oranges, of if thry just wanted to make use of this giant golfball they happen to have.

Craigslist Game Party #1

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I answered an add on craigslist last week from a dude who calls himself the “Game Master.” He is a professional background actor who has a hard time getting his friends to play silly games. So 5 total strangers including myself meet up on a Sunday night and become BFF’s instantly. He buys pizza for everyone. He said I am brave since I’m one of the only females who has ever answered the add in the 4 years he’s been doing it.

It was me, 4 middle-aged, lovely men, and a Taiwanese young dude, who is still learning English.

We took many breaks to do English as a Second Language lessons due to the language challenges of password and chirades. These culiminated in five minute group discussions about words like:

legumes, safety valve, Jock Itch, Safron, and peashell.

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It’s family portrait time. I give them emotions to be. They actually go along.

Here we’re supposed to be ridiculously excited.

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TERRIFIED!!!!!

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Being Narcoleptic, I always make people pretend to be asleep in photos.

Welcome to MY world!
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During our break, I wander around the apartment, which was pretty bare except a couple random paintings. This is one of them.

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Two players leave. They have been there for over four hours.

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Game Master’s roommate comes over, so we do a second round of family portraits. He is the one in all black who is really good at pretend murdering/dying.

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After we’re done pretend murdering each other, ESL student doesn’t realize it was just a joke.

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This is a pic taken before I got there that was emailed to me a couple days ago in the invite for this week. Game Master will later post it on the craigslist add along with the other pics.

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This is another pic the Game Master emailed me. I don’t know why he cut everyone else out.

My hands seem strangely large and I look like I have a Michael Jordan wingspan!

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The Game Master challenged me to a friendly game of Tug-O-War and I accepted.

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They told me craigslist was full of pedaphiles, rapists, and murderers. They were right. I got murdered.

In case you wanna come, the Game Master posts an invite and group photos on craigslist every week,