Random Subway musings

The Subway is an amusing place. Tonight on the way home I witnessed something that not only astounded me, but made me violently ill.

I saw a 30 something year old woman wearing an "I love Captain Jack Sparrow" backpack. It was clearly made for a 5 year old. Full of sparkles, and awful colors.

If you are over the age of 9 and have one of these..... kill yourself. You're an embarrassment to the human race.

The Dating Game

Dating is a game, very similar to a video game. There's different levels, extra lives, bonus rounds and bad guys. I think at this point I'm on my 37th life.

Since I've moved to NYC I've gone on around 15 first dates. Some have been annoying, some have been tolerable, and other was fucking hose beasts that I didn't recall what they looked like because I was shitty drunk when I talked to them. (A surprisingly large number of them have been Jewish)

So I've narrowed it down a bit.

In the running we have:

1. The quiet one - She doesn't talk much, kinda reserved, but once she opens up we have a blast. She might be moving soon, so I'm trying not to get too close. (Which means of course that's exactly what's going to happen)

2. Jew Camp - Who has talked to me non-stop since the day we met, but is still cute.
I just broke my no phone rule with her, and that frightens me.

3. Super Jew - a girl who reinforces every single Jewish stereotype you've ever heard.
(Seriously, she keeps her change in individual containers, and then hand rolls them and brings them to the bank. "Because coin star charges you 8 cents for every 1 dollar") She's really not in the running, just a fall back girl since I know she's not going anywhere.


Now I'm just waiting to see how it all plays out...

Before I forget....

The Dark Knight was better than Iron Man.

I don't need to write a review, you've already seen it twice.