New York trips consistently yield the best stories of all time. If you ask nicely, I’ll show you photographic evidence of the result of 6 hours of drinking in “the irish bar” where I ended up on top of, and behind, the bar with the lovely “oirish” barman. That was the same night I learned that if you make out with the bartender you get your bar tab cut in half. Rockstar.

However, the most amazing trips to New York culminate with the most amazing trip away from New York. Usually I leave appreciating home all that much more.

While I appreciate home after a trip to NYC, I usually, more often than not, wish I could stay longer.

Pretty, pretty please…

That does it.

I’m opening a place on Wilson called Clarendo.

End of story.

I guarantee you that it would be successful. Much more than if I opened one in my neighborhood called Takoma Par.

http://www.overheradinnewyork.com

I-66… forget a bar… I’m naming my first born “Clarendo”.

B lazed.

Oooh. But can you pronounce it with the emphasis on the 2nd syllable?

Cla-REN-doh

Like Lorenzo, except gayer.

“This place had the red mood lighting going, men wearing expensive, chest-bearing shirts not buttoned high enough”

so you fit right in, did ya?

still pissed i didn’t go. you can’t see me but i’m sticking my tongue out at you.

I understand your reluctance, Cubans aren’t used to seeing an ENTIRE INCH of snow on the ground. It must have been horrifying for you.

Is there any other way to pronounce “Clarendo”? That’s it. Why wait for my first born… your new name is officially Clarendo. Where can I get that sorted out?

Virginia DMV. But you must take I-66, er, Clarendo with you.

That’s what you get for being a white looking Latino. Random subway people think you’re one of -them-.

I WISH people would assume I’m Latino. The Princess and I would walk down the street and get racist stares. That would be great!

helloooooo…snow and ICE are totally different things. and cubans don’t shop on 5th ave in the wintry mix. castro doesn’t allow us limos.

Well, NYC IS becoming all Communist, as Racist McFuckwad alerted me. Maybe Castro will soon relent.

I’m not sure I approve of this.

Requesting Arjewish ruling on this matter.

Without your consent, Average Jane can’t do a thing (especially since she doesn’t even know where you get name changes done). But think of all the chicks you’ll attract with a name like Clarendo.

“Man, my girl is driving me crazy!” Then he offered me some pot.

My boyfriend didn’t tell me he was in NYC last weekend. Bastard.

That’s why you drive him crazy, K.

A double seat? On Greyhound? I envy you. I didn’t get the drug warning but I did get a lecture on cell phones. Apparently, there was an altercation involving a ringing phone, a two-hour delay and the police…

Sounds like you had a great weekend.

We got the warning about cell phone use, too, and at the end of our trip on our way back to DC, the guy in front of me got reprimanded for talking too loud. It’s always funny when it happens to someone else.

You are about as Latino as I’m Pacific Islander, my Ashkenazi friend.

Just cause a honky lives in Buenos Aires for 5 years, he’s not suddenly Carlos Mencia. Which is good, cause that guy sucks.

I’m going to have to explain the intricacies of cultural identification in Argentina someday, my soon-to-be old friend. That is, if you can hear me.

OH AND YOU’RE INBRED—

In an ethnic sense, an Ashkenazi Jew is one whose ancestry can be traced to the Jews of central and eastern Europe. For roughly a thousand years, the Ashkenazi Jews were a reproductively isolated population in Europe, despite living in many countries, with little inflow or outflow from migration, conversion, or intermarriage with other groups, including other Jews. Human geneticists have identified genetic variations that have high frequencies among Ashkenazi Jews, but not in the general European population. This is more true for patrilineal markers (Y-chromosome haplotypes) than for matrilineal markers (mitochondrial haplotypes).

Good job clicking on Wikipedia.

hey man,
i like your blog. you should add a subscribable button, so you can see who your readers are, and it’s easier for them to follow it. check it out: the dc blog project. if you would like, i’ll set up an account for you.

Thanks, Matthew, I’ll look into it and let you know.

Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it happen

You sure love your Radiohead.

Yup, your post definitely describes a normal NYC day: Rant in the subway, drug offer and ritzy place. Oh, and because some people don’t see that I am a Latina, I too have occasionly gotten rants against them “latinos” and all kinds of foreigners. Makes me want to speak in Spanish to them, as they are so ignorant they probably won’t understand a word I’d say. But then again, I won’t dignify such stupid comments with a response.

Glad you had a good time, though!

Exactly. My first impulse was to rip him a new one, but then I realized two things: (1) It wouldn’t make a difference, he’d still feel the same way, and (2) he was obviously deranged. Either way, any energy to enlighten him on my part would have been futile.

I’m not going to the DMV of my own volition! You’ll never take me alive!

Now, come on, Clarendo, it’s for your own good.

i took the greyhound once in college trying to get to an airport and it was like a scene from forest gump, everyone moved to the edge of their seats so i couldn’t sit next to them. the bus driver had to make an annoucement for people to move so i could sit down. i haven’t taken the greyhound since.

I was one of those people this weekend, too. Social Darwinism at its best.

The NY subway terrifies me. Nothing is labeled and I don’t know where I’m going and people say wierd things to you. As a manly Argentine I’m sure this doesn’t faze you but I get all twitchy. Seriously, I’ve traveled by myself in places like India and Nepal by myself and I cannot manage the NY subway alone. I’m forced to spend a small fortune on cabs.

And I would totally go to a bar called U Stree.

India is on my Top Five Places to Go list. But I’m telling you, the NYC subway is not as bad as you’ve propped it up to be in your head. Save your money and brave it sometime. You won’t even need a manly Argentine at your side.

Sounds like fun! I want to visit NYC just to have and overhear random conversations with the people that live there.

We heard some good ones while walking around at 5am, but we were drunk so I don’t remember them.

This one time, on a greyhound bus…I was going from Boston (Go Sox!) to New York. We hit horrific traffic and the trip took approximately 9 hours. After about hour 2, I really had to drain the ol lizard. Of course, I had the luck of sitting squished against the window due to the 300 pound woman to my right that slept nearly the entire trip.

I actually used the bus bathroom and it had a sign that told men they had to sit down to piss. I didn’t, of course, and had more balance problems than Daniel Larusso doing the Flying Crane in the ocean.

My biggest problem with greyhound and buses in general is that you can’t get the “poor person” smell off your clothes for days.

GO SOX!

But you take the loser cruiser so often.

As if there are no Chinese in Canada! Seriously…. who does he think built the Canadian Pacific Railroad, but was then not given their boat tickets back home, making them stuck in the Great White North? (Thank you, Teaching Assistant job for Canadian Immigration!) and what does he think about our socialized health care — that’s not more communist than in the US? It’s amazing how ignorant of Canada the people south of the border are. Now excuse while I take advantage of my socialized health care for which I pay no taxes (nor do I pay US taxes at the moment either…. how great is that?)

While this is all solid information one could use in a rational discussion about social issues, I’m pretty sure it would have gone over his racist head. Still, you should try to memorize that for future use as a comeback.

Irina…

I Googled for something completely different, but found your page…and have to say thanks. nice read….

Irina Ivanova…

I Googled for something completely different, but found your page…and have to say thanks. nice read….