Friday, August 12, 2005 by eric yang
I caught up with my friend Bradley this morning over breakfast. I do have to say, catching up over breakfast has some type of surreal feeling to it that I really can't place my finger on. Either way, 'tis a
splendiferous thing.
If anyone ever wants to catch up, I'd like to suggest now that we do it over hazelnut coffee and an asiago cheese bagel lightly toasted...
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Thursday, August 11, 2005 by eric yang
My friend Tim Ferraris' South Park-ish rendition of me:

Note: My head is to scale.
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Monday, August 08, 2005 by eric yang
Two things that kept me cool up in NYC.
1. Air Conditioning

I love air conditioning... I love air conditioning
a lot.
2. Canada Dry Sparkling Water

So much better than you ever imagined. And hey, with a little subtle photoshopping, I'll make you agree. mmm... how tasty does that can look?
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by eric yang
I'm being awfully lazy getting pictures of NYC up on here... but I came across this picture in my camera of this club we hit on my last night up there called Le Souk. It's a restaurant come post sunset night club. Quite outstanding. I felt like it was a scene out of Havana Nights.
As I understood from my cousin this club
required that you either have + girl/guy ratio in your group or be of a certain, ahem, physical caliber. This was most definitely a first for me. But hey - it sure made for a lovely crowd (or as their website says "chic, upper echelon clientele" (of which I am neither)... not to mention the DJ was on his game that night. Here's a pic from one of the dance floors - the place was a veritable labryinth. I'd go back in a heartbeat.
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by eric yang
I can't remember the last time I was up until whatever the hell time it is
right now (on a Sunday to boot) dealing with a work issue. Oh well...
Another late night with no sleep. I think the score's now - Sleepless
nights: 9,654, Good night's rest: 24,
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by eric yang
Who says New York City is dirty? Where else can you clean your hands on a street corner?
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