GI imposition

After brutally and mysteriously injuring my knee some saturdays ago, I foolishly met a friend for dinner that very same evening day. being not in the mood for halloween festivities, i hobbled, plain-dressed down to Tracy's restaurant in the west village to enjoy a quiet meal and quality conversation, though maybe inwardly realizing things here and there were somehow going awry. my friend and i required a bathroom break in times square (which is such a ridiculous problem to have coupled with physical disability issues), thus, we were separated while looking for a public washrooms, and parted ways via text. Carelessly leaving without the required bathroom relief, i was forced to realize my mistake as I began to grow very ill on the Q train. painful worry. wouldn't you know it, I began to get very ill and was closing in on hysterics as I stumble-hobbled off the train. at this point i imagined myself shit-staining my pants or performing acts of public ludity. i began to call a friend in order to distract myself, as i did my best captain ahab impression across hoyte park. i made it to a nice spot between a wall and a tree and dropped trow. i was caught in the act by a group of gentlemen dressed up as kings for halloween. they pointed their swords at me, but continued on, having, i'm sure, seen worse or planning worse that very night. i then proceeded to spend the next 5 days in bed with the flu. it was a real blast. and i hope you enjoy this story.

to all the attentive todd-readers

Tracy has acquired a job. She has seen 5--count them--5 celebrities who live in this West Village italian style coffee bar and restaurant, which is 5 more than I have seen. Things are on the up here, although, rumor has it, a man was shot in the barber shop next to my office. So, basically, "things" are a little out of my control. But they do appear to be rising steadily. Hopefully soon we will be out of this 1 roomer and into a actual apartment. Farewell, until my next lengthy note.

shapes and angles

Make way for the blog post of the century-

So, the reason I haven't posted since June is because I've been shopping around for other blog sites, also:

1) flexing in the mirror
a) netflix watch instantly
2) writer's block
a) road rage (on vacation in WA...tried to hold my breath for over two minutes while driving, turned red, cop pulled me over, turned purple, respectfully accepted ticket, lost ticket, got pissed...road rage.)
3) getting fat
a) Maria at health care pharmacy gives me candy a lot
b) need I remind you that I won the "love handles" award in my college house?
4) fantasy football- unfortunately this has taken about 3 hours of my time in 2010, which is well-past too much...i can't believe people get paid for being fantasy football experts...it's like getting paid for giving high fiving, at least get a part time job making burritos or something
5) burritos-
a) i could eat a burrito 5 days a week.
b) i try to cook, but fail in the motivational strategies and implementation areas of the brain
6) political intrigue/disgust/netflix watch instantly
a) who in the hell...HOW in the hell did...what the f8**...who is giving us our news?
7) girls
8) Cornell West
a) give it to me nice and easy: "you don't know sh%* about anything in America"
b) Ok, well, that sucks
9) Tracy moved to NYC.
a) will be finding new apartment
b) where should i pay too much money to not feel like I am sheltering myself from the rest of NYC?

And now, on a completely different and serious matter:

There is a debate, nation-wide, that should probably be only manhattan-wide: where to build a mosque/community center--if not too near the WTC--than hopefully far enough away from the "holy ground" where only ANYTHING ELSE IN THE WHOLE WORLD CAN BE BUILT EXCEPT A MOSQUE.

this is crazy. I will argue with anyone who thinks it should not be built there. I will jump on you , because I am fat now. Don't hesitate send me your thoughts.

Did I mention that I have a family member in nyc now. Lookout Lady Gaga, everyone hates you, and we are going to take nyc like a 98 degree humid, storm and banish you to the annex that is staten island.


Well, expect to hear from me in about 2-9 months. You can always send money to: 2363 26th st astoria, ny 11105.

Thank you, and have a wondrous evening


-Todd

World Cup Premonitions

These are my predictions for the upcoming WC. Submitted it to ESPN and am waiting to here back any day now for a contract and $$.


Group A:
France
Mexico

(France shouldn't even be in the WC, and they just lost a friendly against China...or Korea or something, but they are very talented, and Henry is really young, and Ribery looks like he's melting, but they are dank! Mexico has been kicking Messe's scrotum around the pitch lately and recently beat Italy like 20-0 in a friendly. Look for the Arsenal bench-warming future star who will probably transfer to a Spanish or Italian league team in two years, Carlos Vela, to make a mark.)
Group B
Argentina
Greece

(The only people who want Argentina to win are in love with Messi, Che Guevara or are from Buenos Aires, but they are good and, along with Messi, they have a famous coach and a midfielder who goes by the name of Maxi Padriguez, so look out.)

Group C
England
USSA

Forgive me for not taking the US seriously, because I don't. But just in case, I'm going to pick them out team spirit. England is one of my favorites to make it to the final. If America doesn't put up a good showing against England, my confidence will cede faster than Donovan's hairline, and look for the Slovs to make it to the next round.

Group D
Germany
Serbia

Germany always plays good when it matters. Trust me. I know a grip about soccer.
The Serbs will take care of the Aussies and Ghana.

Group E
Holland
Denmark

The Dutch are going far on the left foot of Robin Van Persie and co. The Danes are popping off pretty hard, too.

Group F
Italy
Paraguay

Two thumbs way down for the existence of the Italian team.

Group G
Brazil
Portugal

Brazil is my pick to win it all.
Would've picked Ivory coast, but Didier "spill their blood" Drogba is hurt, so...who really cares.

Group H
Spain
Chile

Spain is crazy good. But they are short and have permanent 5 o'clock shadows, and I know a few people who are way too in love with them, but, kudos to talent.
Chile is apparently frivolously good.

supdate

This week my goal is to get up every morning and go to the gym and then eat a decent breakfast before going to work. I'm pretty confident that I can do it, as I have been forced to rely on self-motivation more and more since moving to a new city...wait, I've almost been here 9 months...that is so weird.

I've been considering the idea of considering graduate school lately. Keeping with this theme of self-motivation, I purchased GRE study guide to, um, enhance my motivation. I looked through the math section, and got flashbacks of 10th grade trigonometry with Mrs Degenhart, where I spent most of my time competing in intense calculator races, borrowing papers/pencils and subtly trying to impress girls. Speaking of failures, I've also failed miserably at being a vegetarian for the 5th time, and apparently I no longer cook for myself except on rare occasions (find the pun). I've decided to just call myself a vegetarian-minded failure instead. And to come full circle--back to my original self-motivation thing--as you can see, I am clearly not as self-motivated as I would like, and this whole motivation thing is really bringing up some self-realization issues, and it's really getting me down. So I'm just gonna post a link to a couple videos I took on my ipod. I just discovered that I can do this, so look forward to interesting clips. *note* I will not be posting anything that is specific to my job, since it is technically a treatment program, and my clients have a right to privacy, etc.

In other news: My fantasy team is doomed, and I want to get cable specifically for the world cup.

Righteous Dopefiends

"There is health care for the wealthy in this country, and then there is health care for the poor in this country" - Dr Tucker

One of the Psychiatrists at PTH said this in one of our medical meetings a couple months back, and it's stuck with me.

Did you know that we can predict how long people with certain illnesses will live compared to other people with that very same illness and prognosis based upon the zip code that they live in?

I'd say it's about time that the commodification of health in the form of decent services and pills be debased, and our methods and way of thinking about health be expanded to acknowledge the social and economic structures that are the true pathology of our largely preventable health care crises.

When profit over people becomes the norm, it should at least be recognized as such.

People do not become dopefiends because they are bad people; they are a part of a complex system (biological and social), and they do what they do because they are basically trying to feel human. You would do the same thing. I would, too. People are not homeless by their own fault, and if you think so then YOU are homeless, just in a different way.

"Man in nature listens to the first voice; in society he listens to the second"

Be mindful of the stances of the people with whom you are aligned.

Links to my life found here!

http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2010/03/hightech_street_show_aims_to_m.html

http://www.veterans.senate.gov/hearings.cfm?action=release.display&release_id=bab2c127-95d9-4b58-b4d6-ccfc8cc2e0f6

These two links tell a little about pathways

And i've told some of you about my friends in "da hood" of east harlem, who happen to run a medicaid scam out of the first floor of our office. The good buds of mine can be read about in this article below. Obviously after so much notoriety, I may not be seeing these guys around much, in fact, the main guy's name is "Peaceful", and he said today "you not gonna see me around anymore after today. Dead-ass (that means seriously)". Who knew that it was illegal to pay people cash for dental exams and then bill medicaid for full services?



Spring is here in NYC, finally. Don't be surprised if you don't here from me in a while. I will be outside.