Saturday, December 23, 2006

Oh Hi!

Ok, I'm an awful blogger. The first step towards recover is to admit that you have a problem and I feel that I can make some amends by posting a few pics of my forays across Europe since my last posting. Sadly, most of my time has been consumed by my job, which still rocks, but I've suddenly taken to disappearing for long weekends to the bewilderment of many people including my housemates. One might even say that I may be under the influence of my girlfriend as she whispers sweet nothings into my ear... but this is neither here nor there as she retains absolutely no power over me whatsoever. None at all.

So just to recap. I am a scientist, a medical geneticist to be specific. I live in Cambridge, England. I am male. I am an american. My 'a's and 'r's have softened but I still speak with an american accent. I have been to Porto, Paris, and Dublin in the past 2 months and I plan to visit Marrakesh, Siena, Oslo, and Kathmandu in the new year. And I clipped the nail too short on my left little toe, so now it stings when I walk.


Porto, Portugal: Gorgeous river, incredible wine, freakish teenagers in black capes, what's not to like?
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Paris: Jardin du Luxembourg, the park Napoleon dedicated to the children of Paris, it is simply the most idyllic place I've ever seen.
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Paris: What's that? You said Paris has ornate buildings? (they're in the middle of erecting an ice rink out front)
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Lucca, Italy: A little blast from this past summer. This city has never fallen to invaders. The reason? It has a 40 foot high, 40 foot thick wall around it! (now a park)
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Near Zurich, Switzerland: My god, I need to shave.
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Sunday, June 25, 2006

Eurotrip! The Pope survives again.

Just back from Italy, Germany, and Switzerland. It was amazing and had such an ass kickin' time with Dana, Martin, Aryn and Ross! I'll see you and all my Seattle homies at Xmas (if not sooner!) for Aryn and Kevin's cat's veterinary appointment!

This is absolutely hysterical! (Stephen Colbert's interview of Georgian Congressman Westmoreland)...

Watch the video!

PS: Congressmen like this should never have been allowed past puberty.

Monday, June 12, 2006

USA v CZE

Landon Donovan may talk a good game and be a leader in practice, but he is certainly not a leader on the pitch where it matters. He should receive a vasectomy with a lawnmower.

Beasley played like he was still on the bench at PSV. He should stay there until he can elevate his skirt to European level.

Convey had one nifty move (Robben/Cole-esque) but at least he showed some resemblence of creativity. This is due to his muted attempt at Euro-hair. Props. He shall only be banished to the first ring of Hell.

Oguchi was a pitbull the first 3 minutes. Patience, my son. You will join your mates at Reading soon enough. The rest of the time you were solid. No punishment this day.

Reyna. You cannot be faulted for hitting the post, but you can be smacked in the face with a leaky sack of half-cooked haggis for captaining this "team." Consider yourself lucky.

John, why is it you are the only one who seems to subscribe to Total Football magazine? Could it be you are also alone in finishing the tablemat mazes at American diners? (please notice the analogy to threading that last pass)

Eddie Johnson and Clint D. You two are the only ones who are not/will not be intimidated. You are arrogant enough to think that Pavel and Totti are types of soap to clean your butt crack with. Please inform the rest of the team as such.

That is all.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Oh My God...

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Mike, The Travel Guide

Hey what's up guys? So one of my best friends over here is flying out to Seattle in mid-June to attend a statistical genetics workshop at the UW. She's absolutely amazing, so I told her I'd make up a little "things to do" about Seattle, and I thought I'd post it here as well. I have to admit it was something of a labor of love, I just couldn't stop writing! (btw, if anyone wants to meet her and/or show her around for a bit, PLEASE email me!)



MIKE’S GUIDE TO SEATTLE

IN THE U DISTRICT:

1. Silver Cloud Inn is on 25th and 50th (ask front desk about bike rentals). This is bad as it is next to yuppie central, AKA University Village (the overgrown monstrosity of consumerism across the street). This is where frat boys and sorority chicks shop/eat/spontaneously reproduce. Spend as little time here as possible (only buy necessities at QFC).

2. You are at the foot of a very steep hill (one which I have sledded down many times), therefore to reach your salvation you must scale it to get to The Ave (University Way).

3. The Ave is all about discovery, so I’ll leave it to you to pop into as many wacky shops as possible, but you are hereby commanded to have a grande mocha and berry mazurka at Café Solstice (41st and The Ave.). I spent the better part of 5 years in that coffee shop having intellectual convo with perfect strangers and being blasted by every sort of obscure melody imaginable.

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4. There’s literally no end to the independent coffee shops/record stores/obscure book stores/worldly eats on the Ave, so go nuts. Kebabs which put England to shame are across the street from Café Solstice at Aladdin Gyros, and what is rumored to be the LARGEST independent film store IN THE WORLD is at 52nd and Roosevelt. It’s called Scarecrow Video. The movies are organized by director, genre, and nationality (they even have an Hungarian film section!). Many are not for the faint of heart as they are so rare that you are required to put down a $500 deposit to rent them!

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OUTSIDE THE U DISTRICT:

1. Capitol Hill. Ah, Capitol Hill. If I was born in the U district, I was conceived on Capitol Hill. This is the artistic, counterculture beacon of Seattle (although most of the art galleries are on the other side of Downtown in Pioneer Square). Intellectuals may inhabit the amazing coffee shops of the U district, but artists migrate south to imbibe their brown, liquid crack on Capitol Hill. This is where grunge was born. Broadway is the main drag (pun intended) here, but it has become slightly commercial. I *HIGHLY* recommend having a dessert at B&O Espresso (Belmont and Olive, just below Broadway). I have NEVER had better anywhere and the atmosphere is just unbelievable. Sadly, they took down a painting of Napoleon which I would have paid handsomely for… The theaters here play very obscure stuff and have late theme nights, The Egyptian and The Harvard Exit are two to check out. Joe Bar (across from the Harvard Exit) RULES! Joe’s the coolest guy I’ve ever met.

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2. Wallingford. Just west of the U district (across the freeway). Dave Mathews lives here and hangs in the cafes when he’s not touring (he’s married to a UW medical student). 45th St. is full of cafes, bars, and idiosyncratic restaurants. The Guild 45 theater plays some of the best movies I’ve ever seen. A bit beyond this neighborhood lies…

3. Fremont. Home of a GIANT troll under a highway bridge and many eclectic clubs and trendy bars. Used to be that it was shrouded in pot smoke from the 1960’s to the early 90’s, but then a double whammy of high weed prices and a supply shortage of bongs cleared the air enough that most of the hippies stumbled off their porches and into bay (or so legend has it). World Cup Football will most certainly be televised at the only ‘authentic’ British pub in Seattle: The George and Dragon. Surprisingly, a lot of Greeks show up here as well. I was practically reduced to a deaf mute the last time I was there with chants of ‘Hellas! Hellas!’

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4. Downtown. A lot of fun for shopping or the Seattle Art Museum or actual performing arts theaters. Check out what’s playing at the Moore Theater (Portastatic is playing July 16th and O.A.R. on July 17th) or the Intiman Theater (Winner of best performing arts theater in the Western U.S. this year, Richard III is playing while you’re there). The Crocodile Café (the Croc’) is where Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, and Nirvana all got started. It is absolutely worth a night out with other total audiophiles. Tapes N’ Tapes are playing July 19th (Unclassifiable indie, their guitars bounce more than The Futureheads!), The Pillows are playing July 24th (Japanese Punk, my favorite Japanese band of all time! Will have to wade through sea of Hello Kitty)

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5. Pioneer Square. Between Downtown and the two stadiums (home of the Seahawks, American football, and the Mariners, baseball). This is where all the offbeat, creaky floor art galleries are. Many are heavily influenced by the simplicity of current Japanese/Chinese/Korean art (and I believe all are free). It also splits the ultra trendy clubs/bars with Belltown (other side of Downtown, along the water)


SPECIAL NOTES:

1. The Seattle International Film Festival will be wrapping up when you get there (ends on June 18th). It’s a pretty big deal around town and draws some really incredible, underground films. See here:

http://www.seattlefilm.org/festival/about/index.aspx?FID=13

2. If it’s at all possible, get out of Seattle for a day and do a hike in the Cascade Mountains (Tiger Mountain is fun). Or get over to the Olympic Rain Forest, a couple hours west of Seattle.

3. When you are in Berkeley, YOU HAVE TO GO TO ZACHARY’S PIZZA!!!


NOTES ON SEATTLE LIFE:

Lonely Planet: “Never mind that its clear days can be suicidally few - its residents (Chairman Bill, perhaps, excepted) are among the nation's most outgoing and outdoorsy. If you're looking for lifestyle (and who isn't these days?), Seattle has it in spades.”

1. Seattlites are reputed to be the nicest and most polite in the US, so it’s totally cool to ask anyone for directions anywhere or strike up conversations with complete strangers (especially in the U district and Capitol Hill). Tell them you are Greek and they will go out of their way to show you around.

2. The Bus system is decent (take the number 70’s from the U district to Downtown) but the traffic is among the worst in the nation, mostly because we are averse to building more bridges, freeways, etc. Drivers are exceedingly polite, you can tell a Cali transplant by their erratic swerving and obsessive, compulsive use of the horn.

3. There are more “bums” than there were 10 years ago, but do not be surprised if you see one in a coffee shop reading The Economist or NY Times (say Hi to Double Silver Trash Bin Man for me!). The sometimes ambiguity of class in Seattle throws some Americans off because (no joke) many Millionaires drive Hondas and wear jeans/trainers/flannel while those with no money are highly literate and many have college degrees. While I’m opposed to giving money to anyone besides my friends, I try to give them a smile when I pass.

4. It’s considered a serious faux pas to flaunt your wealth in Seattle. Driving a BMW is fine, but ultra-trendy dress or gobs of make-up or showing so-called “superiority” over anyone because of what they look like or do not have typically evokes a collective growl from everyone within earshot (in contrast to LA).

5. We LOVE our microbrews. I can’t express how amazing the beer is in Seattle. It’s nothing like England where all the pubs pretty much have the same rhinoceros diarrhea on tap. There are infinite flavors, served cold but will make even a German sweat!

6. We serve our coffee like this! (only B&O Espresso does it this well :D)

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Saturday, May 13, 2006

Holy Crap! One Year!

I would also like to bring attention to the fact that my blog is now officially (and lately) ONE YEAR OLD! That's right people, I have finally stopped vomitting on my chest and am able to handle solid foods with gusto. Please feel free to inject whatever venom you see fit into the Comments section whether it be well wishes or a 500 word diatribe about my cerebral fitness as a human being...

Somebody Punch the Fat Lady in the Ovaries

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Is it just me or is reading any spoonfull of dirt about the Seahawks like shooting up a syringe full of pure, Columbian heroin? Seriously, I consider myself pretty well jacked into the swirling vortex that is the Net, and I am finding myself hitting the reload button on both ESPN.com and SI.com every few hours... and I am in a completely flipped timezone!

Why is this? Why am I such a junkie for the almighty Blue & Silver?

Well, to start, I hate losers. And now that the Mariners and the Seahawks have traded places (S... on... ics... WHO?), I wish death upon those cowhide-throwing wash ups and a thousand well oiled, woody winning porn stars to my new pigskin rumblin' heroes.

Second, the Seahawks have had a wicked offseason. Julian Peterson and Nate Burleson to name the two key guys. Sure, we lost the Hutch, but he shall soon realize that he will have to rely on bloated rolls of human flesh and not his millions to keep him warm in the NFC cellar. Besides, we've got quite a large porkchop to stuff in the left side of the O-line. But even without all the free agent air hornery, the Seahawks just don't have that many holes to fill. Where is the kink in our armour? I've performed many analyses on the gigaflop farm we have at work, and I have yet to find one (I am also still gainfully employed... for now).

And without alluding too much to the blatantly crooked heretics who sabotaged the inception of our dynasty, WE ARE HUNGRY. We are the lean, mean Asian who can ingest untold scores of hot dogs (buns included) without flatulating in public. There's fire in our eyes and we want the silverware that is ours. Superbowl hangover my ass. It ain't every day you get your lollipop stolen while lying stomach up in a baby stoller or your Harly jacked while you dispose microbrews and whiskys into your mouth and onto your leather pants. WE'RE ANGRY! Nobody fucks with our candy and choppers and gets away with it!

This is the year when hyper-polite Seattle turns into a marauding horde of blue, green, and silver beasts, scaling the walls of every stadium it comes across and devouring the poor fools inside!

That is all.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

PICTURES GALORE!!

So this is all about the visual. I figure pictures are worth thousands of words and since I'm a lame blogger, this is gold! On with the show!


Shhhhh.... Here it is, that most elusive of creatures: The Blogger. Please refrain from making sudden movements or loud noises as it is easily spooked.
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Ah, Edinburgh (pronounced Edin-Bra) Castle. That's Steve on my right. I've successfully dooped him into thinking there's a hot chick over yonder... I just wanted to say 'yonder' (btw, that actually is the face I make when I see a hot chick)
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Another shot of Edinburgh. Old shit.
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Some men have all the luck.
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Rat Pack. Out on the prowl. Steve seems to be entering his spontaneous convulsions phase of the evening. Micah, on the other hand, is on the verge of coma. Yours Truly is pulling his indefensible eyebrow move on the barmaiden.
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Here I am showing European bitches how to throw down. Suckas been spendin' too much time in museums!
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God bless redheads.
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Awww, Alex. Sucha cutey. I force her to make white russians and she complies without fuss. I drunkenly yell at her when she's put too much milk in, and she even jumps over to the kahlua and pours more in. Ace, fellas.
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Awww, Sam. Anyone remember that photo shoot of Kirsten Dunst in the white lace lingerie, then she switches over to the black leather? That's Sam. Naughty but nice. All in a little, blonde Yorkshire terrier package.
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Char looking like some glamorous movie star while Chris looks like Layne Staley did after 3 weeks on the couch (not playing video games). For some reason, I do not remember this night.
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Boy Alex pulling an 'Arnold' after spending far too much time in the van after a hockey match. He may seem tame, but he is one of the craziness muthafuckas I've ever met.
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