the end of a dynasty

if theres any sport i love as much as baseball, its football. i was raised to be a die-hard giants fan, so you can imagine the excitement thats still running through my body. this season i never missed a single giants game, i sat and watched them all. i followed them as they worked thier asses off this season as they pushed closer and closer to playoffs and finally the superbowl. as superbowl 42 drew nearer and nearer my friends would constantly tease me with "ready for the end, your giants are gonna loose." no one gave these underdogs the credit they deserved this season. but i held out for them. i was the only one of my friends or family that had any faith in them winning and bringing the title of champions back home. my cousin stephen lives in new hampshire and if he isnt a crazed patriots fan then i dont know what one is. he called me during the pre- game and said "cuz are you ready to lose?" after telling him it hasnt even started he replied with "little cousin i love you to death but it was over before today but dont worry i'll let you cry on my shoulder when they lose." i cant even tell you how many txts i got on my phone asking me how it felt to be a fan of a team that sucked. but weren't they all wrong? i have to admit that the last 2 minutes of the game were nerve racking and i was starting to wonder if we would make it. it seemed as though Eli Manning and Tom Brady changed roles last night, where was Brady throwing half the time? it all ended with a giants victory of 17-14. they not only will be coming home today as superbowl champions but they will also return knowing that they pulled off one of the greatest upsets in supebowl history, they destroyed new englands hopes of a truly perfect season. and their going to return home strutting their stuff with their heads held high.

My First Tattoo

When you walk into a studio for your tattoo the artist takes you into their workroom and you sign a form to show you understand the terms to getting a tattoo and that you agree to follow the care methods. After, the artist sets you up in a particular chair (depending on where you are getting your “tat” you need to sit in different types of chairs). Next the artist puts on gloves and gets his or her equipment prepared. Each set of needles is individually wrapped and only used on one person. The artist will then clean the area being tattooed with rubbing alcohol and in some cases the hair is shaved away as well. A stencil is then applied to damp skin, the reason for this is so that the artist can trace it with ease and make sure the “tat” is straight and in correct position. Then it begins. The size of the tattoo determines how long it will take. When the artist is finished they wipe away the area, apply A&D Ointment, and wrap the design up in gauze. During the following weeks it is the customers responsibility to care for the tattoo by applying A&D a few times ago. The idea is to not let the tat get too dry. On the morning of my 18th birthday I walked into the shop and went up to my boss and said, “Dozer today is the day.” He laughed and asked me who I wanted to do it. Andre has been tattooing for longer than I’ve been alive and his work is simply outstanding. When I sat down in the chair he laughed and said I wasn’t ready. I had picked out a nautical star but after seeing the stencil I had no desire to put it on my body. So he used his marker and drew, freehand, five shooting stars on my right ankle. Before he began he warned me, “tattoos are addicting, they hurt at first but you always come back for more.” The stars go in order from smallest to biggest and the first and last are black. The middle three are purple, green, and blue. Surrounding the stars is little dots that I like to call “pixie” dust in pink, purple, and green. My first tattoo took twenty minutes.

12 Things I Love About Christmas

The 12 Things I Love About Christmas:

1. Presents
2. Christmas lights
3. Christmas Music
4. Presents
5. Snow
6. Decorating the Tree
7. Making Christmas Cookies
8. Presents
9. Shopping
10. Watching Christmas Movies
11. Wrapping Paper
12. Did I mention presents?

Earth To America

Xmas in Rockefeller Center

This year I experienced for the first time, one of my new favorite things to do in New York City. It is an event that takes place once a year usually during the first week in December and draws a rather large crowd. Christmas in Rockefeller Center. I have always visited the great tree in the center every year since I was very young. My grandfather used to work on Fifth Avenue directly across from the tree in the center. Every year until he retired, my grandpa would take me to work with him on Christmas Eve day. At lunch time we would visit the tree and the fifth avenue windows. We would take a lot of pictures and take care of holiday shopping. Since he retired a few years ago, I make the trip once at Christmas with many of my friends.
A few years ago my mom had the idea to attend the lighting of the famous tree. So we went with her fiancé and his son and upon arriving in mid-town Manhattan it was impossible to get within a single block of the tree. So the four of us settled to dinner in a restaurant and watched the lighting on television. We never tried to attend the lighting again. Instead we would watch it from the comfort of our own living room…
Until this year that is. I had the brilliant idea to brave it again. I got a few friends to agree to come with me and we decided we would leave Staten Island on the three oclock ferry to the city. Once we got off we ran to the R train and boarded for 34th Street and Herald Square. Once there we transferred to the F train to Rockefeller Center. Getting close to the tree was no easy feat and it was only 4:30. every corner we approached had a new rule on which direction you were allowed to go in and the police officers were in no way coordinated with eachother.
The four of us were about to give up as we walked into Starbucks on 47th Street. Once we warmed up a bit we decided we didn’t want to quit, we came to see the Tree. So back we went to the center. Finally we found a nice officer who used to work with my uncle and we were able to get into a “pen” on 49th street and Rockefeller Plaza. Now we only had an hour and a half to wait before the festivities began. So we occupied ourselves by playing silly movie trivia games and singing Christmas Songs.
The show began at 7PM sharp with a performance by the Radio City Rockettes. Hosted by Al Roker, Nick Lachey, and Ashley Tisdale, the show went on with performances by Josh Groban, Celine Dion, Carrie Underwood, Taylor Swift, and many more including the amazing Tony Bennet. Although it was considerably cold we had the best time and it wasn’t long before the countdown began to light the eighty foot tall tree. After counting down from ten the tree was lit and looked just as amazing as it does every year. I got to see it with a new appreciation because I had seen what it looked like without its new energy efficient lights.
The crowd there was huge and everyone was in the holiday spirit. It was a really good night and I can’t wait to go next year. From now until New Years Eve the tree will remain lit everyday for people all across the country to see.

Thanksgiving Eve

As I sit here and write this blog entry I am sitting at my aunt’s kitchen table in West Babylon, Long Island. It is Thanksgiving Eve. There is five people at the table: my grandfather and grandmother, my aunt Kim, her best friend Joanie, and myself. At this point my grandmother has finished making the turnips, apple and pumpkin pie, and her secret recipe stuffing. The turkey is sitting in the sink defrosting. Kim, Joanie, and grandpa sit here sipping white wine while Joanie argues that she hates her name and wants to change it. Grandma chooses Olivia, while my aunt Kim keeps giving her hooker names like Candy and Roxy. They all sit here and stare while I type and I say I am legitamatly doing homework. Aunt Kim asked what she can do for me and I tell her to continue this rambling conversation. Joanie states she is now Aunt Olivia. This conversation gets louder and funnier by the minute.
In the next room my brother is lounging on the couch watching the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air as if nothing is phasing him. My uncle Michael is out celebrating what is apparently the biggest party night of the year. This is the first year we are going against Thanksgiving tradition. Every year I sleep at grandmas on this night and we spend the day preparing for tomorrow and set up her Christmas village. This year however, that did not happen. My mom is spending the holiday with her fiancé and his family and my other aunt is with her in-laws as well. I however, could not bare not eating grandmas turkey, it would feel wrong to sit somewhere else. So instead of having dinner for just three people, turkey day was moved here to Aunt Kim’s in Long Island. It feels strange. Tradition has been totally changed. I am not big on change. But here I am. I just hope that turkey is worth the 4 hours I sat in traffic to get here. Happy Thanksgiving!

what we eventualy will learn

It is inevitable, one day we are all going to grow up. And as we do we come to sudden realizations. You learn that you cannot trust everyone you meet, and you learn that the one person that wasnt supposed to let you down...does. You learn how to break hearts and your gets broken too. Sometimes more then once and each time it gets even harder. You'll lose old friends and gain new ones. You'll fight with your best friend and blame your new love for everything the old one did. But eventually you'll realize that the people who matter dont care and the people who care dont matter. You'll keep yourself awake at night crying because time is passing fast, you start to regret things you did or didnt do. You'll lose someone you love. It isnt until later you come to the biggest realization of all....life is too short. Theres no time for regrets, you have to live each moment and smile like you mean it. Take stupid pictures, laugh until you cant breathe, and love like you have never been hurt in the past. Every minute you waste being unhappy is a minute you can never get back. No matter how bad things may get, life always goes on.