14 January 2006

Going to a beer garden in January makes me think about...

The things that I miss about New York:
(1) Fall
(2) Insulated buildings
(3) Snowflakes
(4) Real hipsters
(5) the Brewery
(6) Spring! (the event-ness of it, as opposed to this crazy cherry-blooms-in-January anti-climactic b.s.)
(7) the people (known and unknown)
(8) public transportation
(9) those moments you have on the subway where you thing something’s funny and someone else thinks it’s funny too and they catch your eye and you smile but can’t laugh because the thing you both think is funny is probably another person.

Things that I don’t miss about New York:
(1) slush
(2) those weird piles of black snow that hide in the shadows and last until May
(3) ironic mullets
(4) baking cookies in July in a building without air conditioning
(5) the rent
(6) Paris Hilton
(7) construction on the L-train
(8) $7 beers being normal
(9) that occasional uncontrollable feeling of rage and frustration when you momentarily realize that your entire existence is based on things and systems entirely outside of your control.

3 comments:

8yearoldsdude said...

You love real hipsters, yet you hate ironic mullets. curious.
I think you underestimate san francisco hipsters: if they're into astrology, go to burning man and listen to DJ music they're a frisco hipster. the difference is they are also 32 and a made a shit-ton of money back in the dotcom day so they have a slightly more upscale appearance than the "I just graduated from barnard and comsuming culture is what I do best" new york vibe.

thixotropic said...

you forgot the awesome blue "we are happy to serve you" coffee cups!! and brooklyn industries and of course how can we forget beacon's closet. how quickly you forget...

Anonymous said...

Things Eas' Siders do miss about NYC when they move to Cali:
(1) seasons
(2) pizza
(3) italians
(4) non-korean people
(5) the L-train (though i guess you dont have to worry about a transit strike since Cali mass transit doesn't go anywhere you want to go)
(6) the frequent feeling of rage and frustration when you realize your existence is controlled by the fact that your poor ass doesnt have a car and every road in california is a 6 lane highway