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A blog by someone who doesn't like or understand blogs.
A major theme of this blog is the love affair between the blogger and the city of New York.
Email me at david [at] danzig [dot] com.
Bloggers with whom I am personally acquainted, in real life, in alphebetical order by first name:
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Dav C.
David D.
Eva J.
Jessica D.
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Lauren P.
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Steph T.
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Wednesday, July 31, 2002
MY LOCAL BLOCKBUSTER STINKS.
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I went to the Blockbuster on 51st Street and 8th Avenue to rent Dolores Claiborne. Now, normally, when I walk into any video store knowing exactly what I want, I expect my trip to take no more than a few minutes. Unfortunately, I couldn't find the title anywhere, in DVD or VHS. I wait on the (long) line to ask the counter person to help me. She insists that it's there, in the Drama section. I tell her I've looked and I can't find it. I check every section and it's not there. Finally, I get one of the people who works there to help me find it. After he looks for about 15 minutes, it turns out to be in the Action section, and a few rows away from where it should be, alphabetically. I wait on the line again, and I pay. So, my five minute trip to Blockbuster turns into 40 minutes. So, that's not such a big deal, and not even really worth mentioning, I think, even though it always seems to be like that when I go there. But here's the thing: I get home, and after the Blockbuster is closed, I discover that they've left the theft-proofing thing on the plastic Blockbuster DVD box, so I can't open it. So I had to pry it open with a steak knife, and tear the box open, to get the DVD out.
They better not try to charge me for the ruined plastic box, 'cause I ain't paying!
UPDATE 8/3/02-- They did not make me pay, and were very apologetic. I still think they stink.
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LAST WEEKEND.
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Last Friday, I saw my friend, professional stand-up comedian Jessica D., perform her stand-up comedy routine at Rose's Turn in the West Village with my friend Bryan C.
On Saturday, I went on a date with a new friend I met at China Club the week before: we walked through Central Park and had dinner on the Upper West Side.
On Sunday, I sat for the last meal ever served at the Russian Tea Room. They let us keep the menus as souvenirs. My friend Manny F. made the reservation for his birthday. For his present, I got him everything he needs to make sushi, except the fillings (because they would have spoiled). We'd taken a sushi-making class together the week before, but he hadn't gotten around to making any yet. The package included a bamboo rolling sheet, toasted seaweed sheets, sesame seeds, rice, seasoned vinegar, a rice cooker, ginger, wasabi, soy sauce, and some Japanese beer.
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WELCOME TO MY BLOG!
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I'll intend this to be a journal of what I've done and what I'm doing and of random thoughts. I'm all excited now, but I have a feeling that in a few years, I'll find even these modest intentions to have been ambitious.
--David
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