Vroooooooom!

....so i've been in search of a new bike forever and FINALLY something caught my eye [ and wallet ] via craigslist a week ago. boston > craigslist.

ha - i emailed the post and he called me back the next morning.

'cool - so what neighborhood are you in?', he asked.

'new york city.'

'damn, dude.'

'yeah - gimme 5-6hrs to get there.'

'cool.'

this was on a friday so i jumped on a chinatown bus [ bought a disposable camera first ] and headed to boston:

I got there just under 5hrs.

And once i got there a mister Josh Deane picked me up and pulled my baby out of his jeep:

> Y E S <

After about 20mins of throwing bike jargon back and forth [ he was far more articulate ] i handed over some currency and headed back to the bus station.

pwitty luggage.
I got back to manhattan around 4am. My first ride through the city and onto the manhattan bridge was soooooooooo clean.

I named it Plan Bee.

Thanks again, Josh, for my new pet.

oh fixed gear,

- jelsen

Bye Bye Boston

The way to get back to the Fung Wah bus was first to call a cab to take me from Waltham to downtown Boston then catch a train to the bus terminals. My cabbie's name was Vincie - and she's hilarious. She gave me advice ranging from "how not to get married twice like i did" to "how to make money for your own damn life". She also had a great monologue on "...every fucking time i turn on the radio its Obama's black this and Hillary's a woman that...get the fuck over it people! jeez, we're one goddamn country!"

"You tell em", i said. And the cherry on top of it all was her wonderfully heavy Bostonian accent.
Also, riding on the bus i saw a whole lotta cool trucking company logos. hmmm....a future project in the making?

- jelsen

Vehicular Cough

Before i headed back southbound to new amsterdam, my brother agreed to rep Walrus & Tesla in a special, sorta permanent way.

nice.

- jelsen

Andrew's Last Supper/Laxative

I had the entertaining pleasure of meeting and co-cooking with Rasheeda, a friend of Andrew's. We all enjoyed the tasty lasagna as well as the milkshake that dubbed as a potent laxative for the entire trio.
I leave the following day.

- jelsen

Hello, Good Sir

In the lobby of the municipal building this gorgeous portrait stood there to greet me. He's the mayor of something, im sure.

Is that an eagle fixed on a clock?

Unfortunately for Andrew, he wont be able to get the permit till friday.

- jelsen

Andrew's Post Surgery

Alive and well! Andrew made it through a successful ACL reconstruction procedure. It took 1hr30 to patch him back up.....then 4hrs more for him to wake up and leave the OR.
Fully rested, we load him into his car (i had to learn stick-shift that morning) and headed to our friendly neighborhood drugstore. We also had to pick up his much anticipated handicap parking permit.

- jelsen

Good Morning // 07

...and here we are. Since we had to rise & shine far earlier than Andrew's usual collegiate mid-day, he was more than happy to be back in a horizontal position.
This machine here is basically a motor controlled icebox. After the surgery we'll wrap his leg in it so that he can stay comfortably numb to the guns.
This is America....anytime's the best time for red tape. I think Andrew's most excited about getting a Disabled Parking pass.

Now, that's positive thinking.
While he's under ive been trying to keep to my daily routine. Since my baby (a refurbished macbook pro i bought 5mos ago) is also under the knife back home at TekServe (then i'll have a re-refurbished mac)- ive had the privilege of using a device called a 'PC'.

My digital productivity is limited to emailing. Andrew's an accounting major for pete's sake....at a business school. So, no CS3 for miles. The pen & pad it is.

oh yeah - and bloggin'.

- jelsen

Boston, here i come

After my bloodymary-assisted brunch at The Speakeasy i jumped on the Fung Wah Bus ($15 NYC to Boston each way) well prepared for the 4hr mini-journey ahead.

My little brother, Andrew, has been going to school [Bentley College] up there for almost four years now. I rarely get to visit the lil fella, so when he tore his ACL during a soccer game i couldnt think of a more applicable reason to come to Boston: surgery.

Aaaaw, dont feel so sorry for him. he doesnt seem to be worried about the surgery at all.

See? its 8hrs before the procedure and he's calmly ordering tex-mex.
Dattaboy. tomorrow's a big day, indeed.

- jelsen