turkey for turkey day

it dawned on me recently (with brian's help) that i have not updated my blog in a while, which is a shame because i do enjoy writing in this thing and keeping it up to date. the summer has been a little crazy for me though. i find it hard to set aside time to write when i barely set enough time aside to sleep, eat, and have some sense of fun in my life during the summer. i turned 24 since my last post and i must say that while getting a little older is nice, but it is just that... old. year after year i feel myself growing even more disconnected from my "peers" or from the age groups that i used to really like being around. for some reason chattering about careers, mortgages, and politics seems so much more appealing to me. i especially notice this age gap at the cafe that i have been working at for a few months. i am friends with a few of the people that work there because i find them to be enjoyable and entertaining and MATURE, especially for their age. Lately though i have realized that the age difference between myself and some of my co-workers is actually quite profound to me, yet in a way some of them remind me of people that I once knew or still know.

earlier in the summer i went to new york and had some fun times in the city with brian and dayne which was great! brian and i got some free yankees tickets and then got a "buzz from the guz!" while we sat in our awesome first base line seats in a truly awesome baseball stadium. now, i am NOT a Yankees fan. I was born and raised with the red and white of the red sox but there was just something about going to yankees stadium before they tear it

in other news i have basically decided that boston is the land of assholes! i really can't imagine myself living here for too much longer and i have began to think about the new places that would be fun to escape to this time. on the short list right now are Chicago, San Francisco, Atlanta, Seattle, and Miami. We'll see exactly where this takes me but I think that I would definitely prefer the west coast over anything else. i just can't imagine staying in a city with so little common courtesy or human decency and the longer that i stay here the more i notice it. i guess another reason that i feel that i do not want to stay in boston any longer is because my dad and i started fighting again. it's been a month since i spoke to him and i really feel no urge to start any time soon. i've done a lot of thinking about this, especially after his most recent actions while my brother was in town, and i definitely feel that my dad is one person in my life that i would be completely content with not speaking to again. it's sad, but i am so tired of his antics of playing my brother and i off of each other and the fact that whenever we start fighting he does some immature bullshit act just to spite me or get back at me for not talking to him. whatever, i'm done with that shit. i have no desireto live anywhere near him any longer and maybe one day after i move away he will realize what a selfish asshole he has been all of his life.

i bought tickets to go to Istanbul and Athens for Thanksgiving this year. i'm not telling my family that i am going. so keep this a secret! shhhh....

the crossroads

when i just thought up the title of this blog the song by bone thugs and harmony came into my mind for some reason and the line "i'll see you at the crossroads baby" started playing over and over again. thinking about it now... i think about certain songs a lot when i am doing certain things or when i hear them i think of fabulous memories associated with the songs. so for example whenever i drive my car i think of the song black betty by ram jam because that is the name of my vehicle. when i was going to philly back in february the fresh prince song kept playing in my head for some reason... "in west philadelphia born and raised, on the playground is where i spent most of my days..." i think songs on the placebo album meds and without you i'm nothing will always bring back great memories of summer in 2006, which is why i don't listen to them much anymore.

i digress...

i haven't updated my blog in a long long while and instead of posting a new one on myspace i figured it was a good time to start one outside of the trap that is myspace.

boston is getting hot. the stickiness and humidity is starting to suck, but it is not completely horrible yet. i miss seattle. it was always so temperate there during the summer and i would never have to worry about the temp rising above 100 degrees or the stickiness. summer weather makes me want to drink beer in the sun... mmmmmm!

so it has been nearly a month since this story has taken place, but i figured that i should jot it down for longevity purposes....

i was working at the cafe one evening. i had just arrived at 4:30 and was there for a mere 15 minutes before this guy walked in and snatched a bunch of cash from us at the register. this is the third time that this guy had come in and done this and this time it seriously pissed me off. so i chased after him. he had me zig zagging through side streets, back and forth for a good six or seven blocks. while i was chasing after him i called 911 and gave them street locations of where i was and where this guy was and they assured me that they were sending cruisers into the area to help me out. so while i was on the phone with the cops i lost this guy in an alley and really had no idea where he went. i walked up a few streets and then back tracked to the alley where i thought i lost him in the first place. sure enough right when i was rounding the corner i spotted him and the chase ensued once again. this time we ran back down towards the area where i started chasing him. i pretty much felt like my lungs were going to explode at this point (being a smoker and going for a run like this is not advised). he ran across Mass Ave. which at 5:00 on a Friday is just about one of the busiest streets in Boston. I ran across the street dodging cars and getting a few honks from some Massholes that were driving around. then all of the sudden i saw a cop car. he had apparently been looking for me and i flagged him down. i told him the direction that the guy ran and the cop yelled at me "get in!" so here i am riding shotgun with the BPD looking for this thief that pissed me off. i told him where he went and the fact that he was only about 100 yard away from me when i flagged the cop down.

we lost him. i told the officer that he had been dodging into alleys to lose me and what he was wearing as well. we drove around the park on washington st. trying to see if he was trying to blend in with all of the people. sure enough we pulled down this side street and there he was walking out of an alley through a parking lot. the cop threw on his lights with no sirens and followed the guy in his car while he called for back up. we pulled into a bus stop space and the cop i was riding with jumps out, four other cruisers pull up (one of them rolled right up over the curb and parked in the park), the cop yells at this guy to stop. the idiot proceeds to run from the cops (bad idea!), they started converging on all sides and then all of the sudden this cop i was with came up from the side and just clothes lined the guy. he laid him out! the guy was still trying to get away and it took three officers to wrestle and cuff the guy before he gave up.

we went back to the cafe and i got this ovation from all of these people that stuck around to see what was happening and i also got a few "what the hell were you thinking" from my boss and some of the people there. well i wasn't thinking really, he just pissed me off. when they pulled him out of the police arrest van they found all of the money he took in his pocket and in the other pocket they found his recent release papers from prison and papers showing he was living at some halfway house. the cop said it was a parole violation and we shouldn't worry about seeing him again for a long time. they also took my info and said that i would be contacted to testify against him. it was pretty much the most exciting thing that has happened in the past month. talk about adrenaline! the cops were impressed and asked me if i ever considered a career in law enforcement. that just happens to be one job i would never consider!

the overall consensus from people that i have told this story to is "what if he had hurt you," "what if he had a weapon," and "way to go but you shouldn't have done that, I wouldn't have done that." i think it was pretty awesome but it did make me think that i don't hold my own safety in a very high regard because i don't even really think, i just react and make brash decisions at times. it got me thinking about a few other topics as well and we'll just have to see how those pan out.

all i want to do now is lay in the sun... i'm tired of work. i need another vacation soon.

speaking of vacation... seattle was awesome! I was so happy that i got to see holly, chris, lyquoc, jolynn, brynn, janine, shaunna, and various other seattlelites. it made me happy to see them all again and it really felt like nothing has changed and i never left. almost like i have been hibernating for the past 8 and a half months and i woke up in seattle again. i missed all of my friends, my bars, and my mom. it made me a little homesick.

we'll see... i don't see myself staying in boston for the long term. i've decided that i am going to apply to the foreign service and see how that goes. living in a new country every two to three years sounds like a great gig to me!

stay tuned for the next episode...