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Happy Halloween ‘n’ stuff.

People Lounge in the LES

a fun bar/lounge/restaurant on the LES...

people lounge is on allen st, between stanton and rivington. last week, after going to marshall stack on the same street, i went to party there with my buddy juan and some talented new friends and had a great time. it was a mixed crowd, with some small birthday parties going on, dinner down stairs, a dj playing good hip-hop upstairs and a whole lot of dancing going on. tried the food there the other night and hung out with my new friends peggy and ken. the people who work there are super nice. the salt and pepper shrimp appetizers and the short ribs with the meat falling off the bone were delicious! so delicious infact that i forgot to take pictures. my fine blogging skills at work. d’oh. next time.

iron wings – lucy liu sketch

old iron wings pencil sketch

this was my rendering of lucy liu as the wing character in my iron wings comic published by image comics from way back…

good quote

there was a really good quote i heard while watching a movie. “kill all my demons and my angels might die too.” pretty damn cool. although i found out that it’s actually a paraphrased quote from playwright tennessee williams and the original quote goes “if i got rid of my demons, i’d lose my angels.”

santos party house – kid cudi

a rapper named kid um cudi i think at santos party house.

my first time at santos party house on lafayette south of canal st.
jon phenom was in town for a few days from cali and hit me up on sunday night to go to santos. jon knew this girl dj that spins there and he had a +1 so i got in for free. there was a performance by a rapper, kid cudi? never heard of him, but he was pretty good. and i got to hear some really good and old hop-hop. biggie, tupac, wu-tang, tribe. made me wanna go dig up my old cds, unfortunately they are all in my storage unit in LA. never got around to ripping them into digital files. boo. i fail. hmm… bit torrent for the win… shhh.

delicatessen on prince and lafayette

nice looking restaurant on prince and lafayette

too bad the food wasn’t that good. me and my cousin jae were walking all around soho for something to eat and i had walked by this place many times in the last couple months i’ve been here and it was always crowded. i made the mistake of not looking this place up on yelp before trying it. i guess we were just hungry and tired. big mistake. i will say it wasn’t the worst food, but neither of us really liked what we had and considering that they had a limited menu, you would think everything on it would be great. bleh. bland. and not even health food, so wtf? maybe i would come back to chill and have a couple drinks but never to eat. never again. afterwards i checked yelp to see what they said and most people trashed it, sigh. :P yelp rules.

fire. fire. in soho.

a blazing building fire in soho

i was walking west on rivington from the LES and i could see this huge tower of smoke coming from behind buildings up ahead. when i got to spring st. there were all these fire trucks, police, medic units and a large crowd of people who were standing around watching the building burn. i tried to get a better picture of the fire but they wouldn’t let us closer and the trees were in the way. damn trees. i left after the police started shooing people away.

this is what the bottom of the building looked like.

i passed by it again much later that night and the fire was out and the building looked like it had been saved. it looked empty though, so they must not have let anyone back in. i’m sure the inside was a complete mess. the fire was on the top floors so even though the bottom floors weren’t in flames they were certainly damaged by all the water pouring down and through it. it was just kind of eerie that there were dishes and things left deserted on the tables in the restaurant.

shame shame

so i last night i was walking up orchard to meet up with my friend juan at mashall stack on allen and rivington in the LES and i saw this person laid out on the ground. at first i thought “what the hell? must be some homeless guy drugged out or drunk.” but then i noticed a cane on the ground next to him as i walked by. i kept looking back thinking, this guy is not for real. other people were passing him too. then i noticed how old he was and he started trying to get up with a lot of difficulty. i stopped to see if he needed help. finally i walked back and helped him up, no one else was doing it, he was really pretty fragile and weak. his legs were shaking and i couldn’t believe how hard it was for him to stand up even with my help. after getting up he said something to me in spanish, which i didn’t understand. then we went our separate ways but i still felt like a jerk for hesitating so long to help him. i guess even after eight years away, i’m still a cynical new yorker. hrmm. boo.

cindy rocket

another old painting...

my old, old place…

i lived at this LA apt for five years...