TAR

Sorry for the lack of updates and thoughts. My mind is basically recuperating from a long haul of planning.

I DID IT. I pulled off a very successful party for Kevin – turning a ripe age he is. Tuesday was his birthday, but Monday night – Monday night I threw a most wonderful event for him. I am brilliant. No really. I am.
It was a scavenger hunt and then a surprise party. He had no idea, and didn’t see it coming. It took a lot of planning, but I gotta say. It was all worth it in the end. Of course the end did not look too pretty.
And by pretty I mean ----- Tuesday was rough. A rough day for us both. Cucumbers on my eyes rough, and a vow to take a break from the boozing. So rough in fact that I ate the following things:
An egg sandwich with cheese.
Cheeseburger with bacon
Pizza
And five gallons of water. And did not pee all day long.

My visit with family during the Thanksgiving holiday was great. I spent a lot of time relaxing and chillin.
Watched a buttload of movies.
Spur – totally not great
War of the Worlds – ok
Monster in Law – cute and Michael Vartan is one hot mo fo.
Pride and Prejudice - I loved this movie soooo much. So so much. I have no idea why I align with these period piece love stories- it’s “nonsensical”
Rent - I knew it was going to good when, after the first song, the audience clapped and started hootin. Too fun and too good. And so many memories caught up in that show.
Rented the Interpreter and something else, but did not get to see either.

Anyway I am going to see Meridith in Baltimore on Friday night and then back to philly for a party on Saturday. So all in all things is good. Real good.

me against the memory

Not sure when it started to happen, maybe when my taste buds became more sophisticated, or maybe when I became more interested in more worldly things, but it happened. At some point in my high school/college years I began to skip my helping of Orange stuff at Thanksgiving dinner. Of course i use the word "dinner" loosely, since we eat at 12:30 every year therefore making it an easy rationalization that we would eat more around 8pm because we were "hungry".
At any rate, my grandparents are going to be 80 this year. My grandmother's special treat when I was growing up was her "Orange Stuff". The Orange Stuff (it's official name) is some jello, cream cheese mixture. It was my delight, my joy, my heaven as a child. We lived 8 hours away from her and whenever we would go home to visit, I would demand the Orange Stuff.
Well at some point I stopped eating it.
Last night my mom described how she and g mom were going to make three pies and Orange Stuff on Wednesday Night.
I stopped.
Cause for pause.
Age is slowly creepin up on granny.
How many years will I be able to eat O. S.?
She continues to make it because we all loved it so. And still does so, without knowing that we don't really eat it anymore.
I became saddened. And then the sad turned to actualization
Tomorrow I will have the most enormous serving of Orange Stuff.
and then go back for seconds.
and tell her how much i love that shit.

Happy Thanksgiving Folks.
sit and ride.
Nate

i've been watching your world from afar

Hmm, what to do, what to say. Just trying to coast throught this three day week.

several things going through my mind, things to get done, things to take care of.

I likey this dj, he's caught my attention on the cover of HX, have not heard him yet, but can't help but look at his picture and wonder.

Went to Urge and Starlite (starlight???) on Friday night for a short time. Of more interest though was going on the Top of the Rock. Was really cool, clean, and breathtaking. So if you can get there, i would recommend it, if you feel like spending $15.

Walked everywhere in the city - and felt completely exhausted - slept last night from 9pm - 6am. good stuff. My mom and her bf loved it I think, but by the time we got back to Philly, we'd all had our share of complaining and needed to debrief i think.

Can someone tell me why i have never had any food from a Chinese Bakery. OMG. So good.

In other news I am turning into a fluffy little chinese bun. With lemon filling. And mango rice cakes.

eat out and run.

nate

me mamma and me

and yes -
we were exhausted at this point. the statue in the background was the closest we got to it.
I was pretty glad to not have to go out to see it, more so because the wait was pretty long and i was miz er able.
enough with the "watches, bags, watches"
Enough with the solicitation and the awkward statue of liberty people standing on milk crates with green sheets draping off of them. ENOUGH.

So we went into SOHO and did some shopping and stuff. and i didn't get anything except a hotel room bill. and some real close calls with bathrooms. The touristy parts of nyc can remain forever hidden from my view.

But it was fun to spend time with my mom and kevin. We had a great time being together in a city that made us feel even closer.

and..............we're off !!!!!!!!!

One of my all time fun - laugh - your - arse - off movies.

Home for the Holidays. And this scene stole my heart away. Holly Hunter in the car, with a left over jacket from her mom, her mom smokin away in the back seat...funny stuff man.

At any rate my purpose is to notify you all. The eagle has landed. Yes thats right, my mom and her man are currently in our house, neither me or kevin are home, so who knows what they are into..note to self - put lock on top right drawer of tv stand. or empty contents of said drawer.

Yes she is here and from what i gather did not enjoy the 8 hour drive. These rural people cannot, i repeat, cannot handle city driving at all. Its a shame really.

So tonight we eat well and rest up for our ny trip. Friday night kids....where to go? in the east village, anything fun and dirty? do tell.

natie

like it or not

What to think about the world right now? I just don’t know really. Things seem to be turning around me and I don’t really have stable footing. And then things seem to lighten the load a bit.
Example. Going to the hospital to see my aunt. Not fun, and not pretty. ICU is not a great place to be, and to see things that I’d rather not see. And quite frankly don’t handle so well.
The part that lightened the load for me was this.
As I stood at the elevators going into the hospital a man with traveling IV lines is standing about 5 inches from the door of one elevator. Doesn’t move and says to the woman next to me “are you from Canada?” she says. “excuse me” and he says “your from Canada right?” She is agast. “no”
The elevator opens and he stays put, we get in and go up up and away.
As I am leaving I get down to the lobby floor again, the same man is standing in the same place (an hour later).
He looks at me, I am the only one in the lobby.
He smiles and empties out his own personal gas chamber.
Thats right, he farted so loud and so long.
And smiled at me. !!!!
He’s an MFer man.
I think he gets off on it, messing with people.
Anyway – imagine this man with his hospital gown barely tied just fartin away. Funny stuff man, and I had no one to consult with. Just myself and him.
Ahhhhhhhhhh

My momma gets here tomorrow and on Friday we go to nyc for the night. Should and could be fun. I think kev and I are going to go out Friday night, wish Boysroom was open?


Is it?

my abso fave.

check out the boots on this one....its awsome. i do believe this here fine fella won the grand prize....what it was i have no idea..but cute huh? alright, enough already. 

nateeee and noah

 

a man and the love of his life. kevin and noah

 

focus on the drool

So yesterday we went to a doggie carnvale -Extrodinaire.
Very very cute, a good time was had by all, except I think Noah was a little overwhelmed and mad that we didn't put him in some sort of doggie fashions...he really was upset with us i think.
OVER the top and insane...there was a doggie paw reader, and a lady drawing charactures of the dogs..funny shit man.

but here are some pictures for everyone to see themselves. 

there are more important things than hearing you speak

but...........there isn't anything more important than hearing me speak.
For those who aren't in the know, its lyrics from madge's new tracks.........which i can't seem to find my way out of, addictive after three full listens.

anyway ------ sorry for lack of posting. Bad bad week. My aunt got hit by a car while walking across the street and is in icu. She'll be ok, but its been really really upsetting...and there is more on that later.
Also I have to give two presentations today. and i am not liking that. At all. The bathroom is my friend. my stomach is not. (denise, am thinking of you)

This picture was taken during halloween in chelsea. Funny little santa man. smokin cigs outside the bar at 4 in the afternoon. gotta love it.

and for a quick lastly.

Lastly - I cannot believe last night's episode of LOST !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Holy shit !

thats all for now, gotta go sit down.
ciao and love ya love ya.
Nate 

If I were in your shoes, i'd whisper before i shout

Not for nothin'.........but. My husband is funny. He is a laugh riot i tell ya. and doesn't even know it sometimes.

Tonight we are going to a party here in Philly at our friends boutique. Matthew Izzo is the name of the store and the owner for that matter. They are having a party and the HEATHERETTE kids will be there from NY to introduce their line and yada yada yada...totes fun and can't wait right? Well I always see sites like Bradford's where he is flanked by richie rich and trevor raines and sometimes amanda lepore.

So i wake up this morning all cute and cuddly and this is the conversation.

Nate "I cant wait to have fun tonight, I am going to meet them and be fabulous, fast friends." (totally cute and kidding mind you) (sorta).

Kevin "your always trying to be something your not" (totally serious)

I now realize he said this to be funny. But didn't know it.

In a move where kevin is obviously attempting to highlight, and exemplify, the term "ironic", he meant to also mention the night in the EAST VILLAGE where, at Boysroom, he got up on stage and stripped down to his ever-lovin skivvies...with Amanada Lepore as the judge. and what was this meant to tell us? He is a stripper in his nightlife ?....don't think so. Not saying he wouldn't make a bucket load of money doing it, cause we all know how HOT kevin is.....but talk about stepping outside of his comfort zone...it was hilarious. and hot. and not in the norm for my man. ah - to bring it full circle though - being something i am not...an attention hog is what i am dear. Live it and love it.

And PS - Maybe Amanda will remember you from your strip tease honey bear. ????

Here's to hopin'.

HEY - Does anyone have suggstions for a hotel in NY? My mom has never, thats right, never, been there. We need a fairly reasonable hotel. I have never had to stay in one, so don't know where turn. Suggestions appreciated.

Nate

Natalie asks a question

So - for those of you who use Typepad....question for you.
I am a virtual thumbsucking elf when it comes to this blogging stuff. Blogger makes it pretty easy, so i've been ok up to this point. I have been thinking about moving over to Typepad. Questions - will my blogspot direct people to my new typepad site? Is it easy to transfer blogger over to typepad.?
I have a feeling my ass is creating a huge headache, but i gotsa grow people.......i do so love sharing the days of my lives.........and anyone who should take a picture with us. anyway - if people have any supportive things to share...please do so at your earliest.
ciao kidddddossssssss
nate

cannot, will not

did not. take any pictures of us going to alegria ---tooooo shady.

Marco and I (nate) on Saturday night at john and tim's party....didn't dress up...could not, would not.

Sunday at Alegria was trippy - to say the least. I could not get over how many people were there - how many manymany men were there.
and half men (but thats another story altogether) Had tons of fun - know that my days in that life are numbered though - not as much fun as it used to be, staying out until the sun comes up is - well.............it's just had its time and place i think. come and gone. could come again, but not real sure about that.
We also got to see our friend Brian's salon (he's opening on 25th between 5th ave and 6th ave. It's real purty and we wish him well............cant wait till its all finished.
Anyway - we got lots of trick or treaters - wanted to kill them all by the end of the night. Don't you know when the lights go off, don't frickin ring our bell???????
It didn't help that we were sleep deprived from the Alegria - fell asleep by 9 last night.....slept the sleep of a hundred zombies.
until later my friends....
cha cha.

innocence gone and slipping out

As we were sitting in Food Bar in Chelsea - this miraculous half moon at 3 in the afternoon came out......the poor poor unsuspecting soul, this was the smallest portion that was crackin'...ah good times man, good times.

the devil inside kevin

 

The brain is in control - and its messin with me !!!

The other day I got a letter in the mail from my Fraternity, saying they were starting a scholarship for one of the brothers in my chapter who died.....oddly enough the name of the brother who died had the same name as someone who was in my pledge class............but it wasn't the same guy- it was someone i had never met. At any rate i had a fit and was very upset until i got a hold of someone and found out the deal (as it turns out the guy was murdered by another guy - with a hatchet.....messed up)

Anyway - the reason i bring this up is because that night i had dreams all night long - and it started with someone i had met a while ago - and that person was supposedly dead.....but since it was just someone who i met at a club - it didn't upset me in my dream that much..then the nightmare continued into being told that someone i went to grade school with had been killed. This is someone who i have not thought about or even remembered in many many years......soooo strange. The strangest part though is that i felt myself crying in the dream - being able to process that "oh man nathan i know this is a dream - but i will be crying in my sleep" I woke up with tears streaming down my face - sobbing, so much so that i woke kevin up. !!!!!!!

In a strange way it was cleansing - but man - the brain and unconcious mind never cease to amaze me. Unreal man, unreal. and creepy - just in time for halloween.

BOO