oh, schiller's, i just can't stay away.

here we are again. schiller's. pimm's cups and nachos. hoorah!



anna. swede. another one sucked into my evil web of pimm's.



i asked this girl if i could take a picture of her for my website. she about fainted. maybe she thought i was a model scout or something. and she imagined calling her mom in virginia saying, "momma! i knew there was a reason i took that internship here!" little does she know, i am just using her mug for material.



this guy, too. but maybe he thought that smiling for my blackberry would get him laid. joke's on you sucka! blazers aren't my style.




back to the topic at hand...

nachos.

no more nachos.



oh please let me scrape out a little bit more nachos!



and a hot maitrd wearing pegleg. apparently peg leg boys are awesome. can't wait to meet them one day.

no more lunch

lunch has been too boring to photograph. too busy to be creative. fuck, SOMEone has to pay for this blog. blogs don't grow on trees, you know.




went to a place called tom & jerry's. it's a bar, or pub, or whatever. it smells horrible.

i only went because finley was there and i was promised a table full of hot englishmen. well, they were there. they were hot. but i couldn't understad a fucking word they said, so i stared at the giant projector screen playing incredible movies for over 2 hours.

"warriors" should be required viewing on all flights coming into new york city.

how fucking awesome is that movie!!?? how fucking awesome would it be if the subways still had graffiti?? and knife fights still took place in union square??? ugh. it's so BORING here.

some stills. (i think watching with subtitles really enhances the experience. you can fully appreciate the genius dialogue).









now listen, i know that something might look familiar to those of you who know me. and to my friends to whom i gave permission to put thumbtacks in my socks every time i mentioned him, i guess you should make a run to staples.

tom and jerry's