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May 15th, 2003![]() |
So I finally got back to doing something vacation-y today after a day of lying around. Jeremy and I headed to midtown to tour the UN.
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Stopped by here cause I always wanted to see this globe up close and got kicked out pretty quickly
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This must elicit lots of snickers from the school tours.
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The fonts of all the signs were this incredible.
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The whole place was filled with lame art, but these pictures of previous General Secretaries were so cool. These were made of fabric, kind of like you’d see in a Latino bedding store (though usually depicting the Virgin of Guadalupe, Selena, Elvis, Jesus, etc.).
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So here’s where the criticism comes in. The whole reason we wanted to go on this tour was to see all the furniture, the built in units, the great fifties architecture, etc. Saucy anecdotes would have been great too. I suspected we were in trouble when the very stern docent from Ghana introduced herself, threatened us with swift arrest (no protesting!) and said we couldn’t take pictures until she told us to. The crushing opening comment was that we were not going to go in the office tower. What!?! Jeez, I was so yearning for those Eames desks and chairs!!! But it was blah, blah, blah, hearing about landmines in third world countries and peace keeping missions and all that stuff. It went on forever.
For me the big question was, do we get to see the big room? It was so suspenseful. I guess it’s lucky that anybody gets to go in here at all after September 11th. I mean, you can barely walk in a lobby these days. But I think the UN should really consider having optional fun tours.
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Finally, the big payoff!
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The crushing blow for Jeremy.
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We made up for it by going to this diner on 83rd and Lex.
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In response to the lost comments, I say: funny that you should mention the Orkan guy…
Cause there’s an abandoned Orkan Center near the graveyard by my parent’s house. It’s totally delapidated right now and being devoured by termites. Kim told me that this old building used to be a really famous jazz club that Louis Armstrong and such used to perform at. Another interesting thing about this particular area is that there’s a graveyard that once got desecrated by wild dogs but now has recently been desecrated by humans (presumably), who dug up a bunch of tombs and left the skulls sitting on top, which I believe confirms the whole world’s suspicions about New Orleans.
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Refilled 3 times!
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There was LOTS of stagnant green water everywhere.
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Kim’s great apartment
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amazing bathroom art
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It was Mother’s Day weekend.
I spent this last weekend in New Orleans, which was really fun and of course I ate really well. It’s nice that so much of the town is still intact and not ruined by progress like so many other cities. The most surreal thing was the nightly swarming of termites. This didn’t happen until my third night, but it was like a horror movie. I was sitting at the computer in my brother’s room and then in about 10 minutes I killed 40 or so bugs. I ran around the house trying to figure if any of the windows were open but the house was sealed. My dad said they’re coming through the walls and the best thing was turn out all the lights. That’s one of the strangest things about NO, how these terrible things happen and everyone is so nonpulsed. The news happened to be on when this was happening and the announcer was saying how everyone should just turn off the lights around their homes, since the bugs are attracted to the light. Apparently these swarming termites have hit town like this for the last couple of years. During termite season, you get this hour or two in the evening when they’re flying around you like in those killer bees movies. I couldn’t believe how calm everyone was about it because it set me off on a paranoid fit. For the rest of the evening, I thought there were still bugs flying around my head and crawling through my hair. Hours later (after watching that behind the scenes 3’s Company movie), my friend Kim and I went to the French Quarter for a drink. And it was amazing to see that there wasn’t a single bug flying around. Maybe that’s what causes everyone to not loose their shit, since the bugs follow a very set schedule. Still, the whole town is made of wood, not to mention the 200 year old oak trees everywhere, so I don’t see how they can take it lying down.
Sorry about lost comments, yall. I suck.






























