Pete's wedding tomorrow and I get to blow up the balloons.

He knew her for less than 6 months and they both decided to get married. Amazing. On top of which they had met online through a dating service to begin with.
So that means he must have been planning this even earlier.

poor imagestation is closing. that means all the wonderful pics on the left side will be coming down by January 14 2008.

bummer

Everyone and their parrot has as website. This is such a great country we live in.

My coworker's bird's website:

Great craig's list post. I had originally saw the post but never knew that someone had gave such a great reply:

THIS APPEARED ON CRAIG'S
LIST

 What am I doing wrong?

 Okay, I'm tired of beating
around the bush. I'm a beautiful
 (spectacularly beautiful) 25 year old
girl. I'm articulate
 and classy.
 I'm not from New York. I'm
looking to get married to a guy
 who makes at
 least half a
million a year. I know how that sounds, but
 keep in mind
 that
a million a year is middle class in New York City, so I
 don't
think
 I'm overreaching at all.

 Are there any guys who make
500K or more on this board? Any
 wives? Could
 you send me some
tips? I dated a business man who makes
 average around
 200 -
250. But that's where I seem to hit a roadblock.
 250,000 won't
get
 me to central park west. I know a woman in my yoga class
who
 was married
 to an investment banker and lives in Tribeca,
and she's not
 as pretty as
 I am, nor is she a great genius.
So what is she doing right?
 How do I
 get to her
level?

 Here are my questions specifically:

 - Where do
you single rich men hang out? Give me specifics-

 bars,
 restaurants, gyms

 -What are you looking
for in a mate? Be honest guys, you
 won't hurt
my
 feelings

 -Is there an age range I should be targeting
(I'm 25)?

 - Why are some of the women living lavish lifestyles on
the
 upper east
 side so plain? I've seen really 'plain jane'
boring types
 who have
 nothing to offer married to incredibly
wealthy guys. I've
 seen drop dead
 gorgeous girls in singles
bars in the east village. What's
 the
story
 there?

 - Jobs I should look out for? Everyone knows
- lawyer,
 investment
 banker, doctor. How much do those guys
really make? And
 where do they
 hang out? Where do the hedge
fund guys hang out?

 - How you decide marriage vs. just a
girlfriend? I am
 looking for
 MARRIAGE ONLY

 Please
hold your insults - I'm putting myself out there in
 an
honest
 way. Most beautiful women are superficial; at least I'm

 being up front
 about it. I wouldn't be searching for these
kind of guys if
 I wasn't
 able to match them - in looks,
culture, sophistication, and
 keeping a
 nice home and
hearth.

 it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other

 commercial
 interests

 PostingID:
432279810

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 THE ANSWER
 Dear
Pers-431649184:

 I read your posting with great interest and have
thought
 meaningfully
 about your dilemma. I offer the following
analysis of your
 predicament.
 Firstly, I'm not wasting your
time, I qualify as a guy who
 fits your
 bill; that is I make
more than $500K per year. That said
 here's how I
 see
it.

 Your offer, from the prospective of a guy like me, is plain

 and simple a
 crappy business deal. Here's why. Cutting
through all the
 B.S., what you
 suggest is a simple trade: you
bring your looks to the party
 and I bring
 my money. Fine,
simple. But here's the rub, your looks will
 fade and my
 money
will likely continue into perpetuity...in fact, it is
 very
likely
 that my income increases but it is an absolute
certainty
 that you won't
 be getting any more
beautiful!

 So, in economic terms you are a depreciating asset and I
am
 an earning
 asset. Not only are you a depreciating asset,
your
 depreciation
 accelerates! Let me explain, you're 25 now
and will likely
 stay pretty
 hot for the next 5 years, but
less so each year. Then the
 fade begins in
 earnest. By 35
stick a fork in you!

 So in Wall Street terms, we would call you a
trading
 position, not a buy
 and hold...hence the
rub...marriage. It doesn't make good
 business sense
 to "buy
you" (which is what you're asking) so I'd rather
 lease. In
case
 you think I'm being cruel, I would say the following. If
my
 money were
 to go away, so would you, so when your beauty
fades I need
 an out. It's
 as simple as that. So a deal that
makes sense is dating, not
 marriage.

 Separately, I was
taught early in my career about efficient
 markets. So,
 I
wonder why a girl as "articulate, classy and spectacularly

 beautiful"
 as you has been unable to find your sugar daddy. I
find it
 hard to
 believe that if you are as gorgeous as you say
you are that
 the $500K
 hasn't found you, if not only for a
tryout.

 By the way, you could always find a way to make your
own
 money and then
 we wouldn't need to have this difficult
conversation.

 With all that said, I must say you're going about it
the
 right way.
 Classic "pump and dump."
 I hope this
is helpful, and if you want to enter into some
 sort of
 lease,
let me know.

gone are the days of preparing a lesson with handouts, diagrams and a whole history lesson along with other pertinent background information.

nowadays I get straight to the point. give them only what they need to know and the bare minimal background info. it cuts my lessons down by a lot and i think those neanderthals appreciate it more.

Gone Canada.

Leave msg at the beep.

*beep*

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A few days ago as I got onto the 7 train at Flushing station, the unexpected happened.
You see, during the rush hour commute in the morning, it is first push, first seated.

If you can imagine at the start of a horse race, where the gates open and they all rush out? It is the same thing, just with people rushing into the train as soon as the doors open. Waves upon waves of people pushing inwards as the few poor souls still trapped inside attempt to make their way out with minimal success.

As I look over to my right these two women (who appeared to be in their 30's but we'll refer to them as girls) were at the peak of their argument and just coming to blows. Literally. It started off as some pushing, then a few punches and clawing and then it escalated into full body blows. One of them even took her silver saks fifth avenue bag and took a full swing at the other girl. When that wasn't enough she grabbed onto the girl with both hands then raised her right foot forming a 90?/font> angle and kicked out right into the stomach of her opponent.

It had crossed my mind briefly that it would have been a simple matter to separate the two. Judging by their wild swings there was no aiming involved, no forethought as to which body part is the most vulnerable to attack, simply uncontrolled lashing at every opportunity.

I could just imagine as soon as I grab one of them that one will take out her aggressions on me and start attacking me while the one I didn't grab will continue to flail at the subdued one. All the while poor me would be on the defensive taking all the hits from both sides.
So instead as psychology dictates, in large crowds we tend to shirk responsibility onto others assuming that someone else will take action. Nobody did.
There is always something about these kinds of fights that guys like to watch. Perhaps we hope that in the process some article of clothing will tear away in a revealing manner.
No such luck this time.

They were both about a meter away from me. People on both sides of the
aisle sitting down were half heartedly raising limp arms to try to
deter the two from further humiliating themselves and yet at the same time entertaining us. One of them dropped the sunglasses onto the floor and
it broke.

Eventually they moved apart and then one left the train, only to reenter a few seconds later yelling obscenities getting the other girl all riled up again. That same girl then exited the train for good this time onto the adjacent car.
Leaving the other one in the train to lick her wounds. She couldn't stop preening and looking into the reflection of the glass the whole train ride. I'm sure some of those will be leave a bruise the next day.

What a way to start off a day.