Call me professional interviewer

So, today I got a rejection for yet another corporate interview I attended. Some back story would be appropriate here. I’ve been looking for another job for about a year now. Sad, I know. Not because I’m unemployed, quite the opposite. I am fully employed, earning a fairly life-sustaining salary. But certain days arrive and I appreciate the fact that guns are outlawed in New York. Otherwise, if I had the access to them shit could go down. Now that I think about it, I probably wouldn’t even be the first one to put them to use at my workplace....

Grounds for Sculpture – Find Your Identity

Well kids, today I will tell you about arguably the most Facebooked attraction in the nearby city area. Grounds for Sculpture park in New Jersey. Please accept my deepest apologies for talking about New Jersey. Not particularly a worthy state. I just single handled ruined slightest chance of having any New Jersey audience. But this must be. For if you live in New York, you must not like the New Jersey State. You’re expected to make smug remarks about it, such as calling it “The Garden State’ knowingly shaking your head with a mean facial expression. I do not know...

The Story of Me – Beginning

I’m sure many of you are eager to know more about me. So, I’m creating a new piece to my blog. I shall call it ‘The story of me’. I’ll be posting my memories as they flood back to me. Stay tuned and they might even follow chronological order. So, where does one’s journey begin in life? The first memory? First lost tooth? Getting your period (for girls, I would imagine its wet dreams for boys (don’t quote me on this)). Did you think I will provide you with an answer, or arrive to a logical conclusion here? Not that...

Are you a true RocknRolla?

What does that have to do with anything and what does that even mean? It’s the term I’m stealing from Guy Ritchie’s film, coincidentally named RocknRolla. Why you might ask? Because I like it, would be the simple answer. But we don’t seek simple ways in life. Let’s dwell deeper on the subject. [People ask the question… what’s a RocknRolla? And I tell ’em – it’s not about drums, drugs, and hospital drips, oh no. There’s more there than that, my friend. We all like a bit of the good life – some the money, some the drugs, other the...

MoMA PS1 – Not your typical Friday night

Call me the events goer. Because I’ll be telling about yet another artsy thing I attended. This one was in Queens. We seem to be covering NYC geography from all angles so far. Except for Bronx, don’t expect to be reading anything about that part of the jungle any time soon. Maybe the Bronx Zoo. That is, in case I somehow decide to partake in the illicit drugs consumption and travel two hours to see momma bear. So what sort of amazing thing you went to again, you ask? This was a ‘Night at the Museum’ at MoMA PS1. Not...

Charles Bukowski – I don’t have a clever title for this

I had a friend recently who got upset because based on the name booklynite, she was expecting this site to have something about books. This one’s for you, upset friend. Coincidentally and luckily for everyone involved, I do read books. And I even have one of them things: I will share with you on my latest obsession, which would be Charles Bukowski. Now I’m not a literary critic, so don’t take everything I say here to heart. Take only some of it. But I will tell you this guy became my favorite right after Dostoevsky. A sort of modern day...

7 Reasons To Have a Real Job

So, well into the work week as I was dragging myself to the office, I couldn’t help but think there just has to be some benefits to having a ‘real job’. Call it a streak of optimism or temporary madness. But here is what my brain came up with: You get to pay your bills– a bit on the obvious side Stops you from partying too much– you have somewhere responsible to be from 9 to 5 Saves you money– see above, stops you from partying too much Allows you to pay taxes – and feel like a contributing part...

Chelsea, Art, and free intoxication

Now apart from Brooklyn, this fine city has another four boroughs. And one of them, arguably, might be even more familiar to some than Brooklyn. Yes, I’m implying Manhattan. The place where we all imagine ourselves living whenever we say we’re from New York. But when asked to specify where exactly, we say ‘Brooklyn’ – and people respond ‘Oh’. And ‘Oh’ it is. But let’s be frank, who needs Manhattan with its overrated glamour, pompousness, and grandiosity at all times of day and night. Well, anyone who can afford it. But I can’t, so I’ll keep on saying Brooklyn is the...

Keep dreaming, no matter how small

Now that we talked about Brooklyn Museum, and Brooklyn Botanical Garden, the natural course of events would be to talk about Brooklyn Aquarium, right? Possibly. But I won’t. Not many of you may know, but it was my birthday this past weekend. You couldn’t have, I forgive you. And no, I’m not going to tell you about some off the hook party with heavy drinking, and inappropriate patting. Don’t get me wrong, I did get completely and utterly wasted. But let’s just say it was in a more quite, homier type of way. I was at my boyfriend’s home in...

Brooklyn Botanical Freak Garden

Now that you have read about the event I didn’t attend, I figured it’d be appropriate to tell you about the one I did go to. And yes, it was in Brooklyn. So far so good, thumbs up for the consistency (don’t expect this to always be true). The event was Sakura Matsuri Cherry Blossom Festival at the Brooklyn Botanical Garden. Yes, I did jump on that bandwagon – spring, and pretty, flowering trees. Don’t be hating. A girl has got to keep her feminine side going. This was some two weeks ago. Well, why didn’t you write about it...