New York Weekend for under...

Scheduled outage at 4:30 PM PST, again.

Now that you know how to get to New York for under twenty dollars, I think you can also stay the weekend and get back for under $100, inclusive, without sleeping in the Subway. I couldn't tell you everything about it now, because I would not include all the ethnic places at discount prices. Even if I discouraged you from going to a whole list of these enclaves because of crime, I couldn't eliminate honestly. So basically, I could toss you the stay-close-to-Chinatown version, but I couldn't go into detail about, say, Little Jamaica. But it basically involves taking a Chinatown bus, eating cheaply in an immigrant enclave, and sleep in some Jersey City turnpike stop with the coupon you found in the travelers' hotel savings guide, which you picked up at the rest stop. It can be done, I believe. I'll try it sometime...maybe in three years.

Ramble

The February metro pass is... olive green. That just had to be spoiled for me this afternoon. Anyway, my leisure literature called a big catalog came in by UPS today. Nice, free reading material with colorful pictures. I found my recipe collection from 5 years ago. It's called 50 Recipes, and from 5 years ago. Copyright 2003, CM inc. (old name for Jangoo.) Among them, Paradise Slush, the precursor to Shaved Ice. It's a smoothie in a blender. No point in saying that, however. But here is the uncensored recipe, which does not require you to purchase anything from my website.

Paradise Slush
2lb. assorted fruit
1tbsn. assorted spices*
1 cup yogurt
1.Mix yogurt and spices
2.Put fruit in blender
3.Put on liquefy for 30 seconds
serves 2-3
cinnamon, nutmeg, mint, etc.

Trade

It's official when it gets here- C.E. gets the tie of shame for the week!

I made a speech yesterday about making money from home- I want to pursue what I said. I do have quite a few things to chuck for a fee, such as new, intact-in-big-plastic-case 1 gig memory card for $10 including shipping, $9 without. I want to see how much I can sell by September (mostly over long vacations) through whatever convenient means possible, for now I am quite to busy to do a selling blitz.

Since I do not feel like I wrote enough, I will continue writing my first autobiography, which I started last April. "Memories of a time past." Any suggestions for an alternative title? I think it's fine.

My former selling life. Part 1.
I think I pronounce it on my website. We have a little disclaimer that says "We don't sell candy on school time" That was true- our supervisors never let an eye off of us, most of the time. When the third graders first came last year, they really did bad things for me. Even in the presence of faculty they would gather next to me like squirrels and ask me to deal them some. Then the adults knew I dealt. How could I control them?
At our school it was a tradition. Everyone bought and sold from others. There were the buyers and there were the sellers. I was a seller. It was easy to rack 15 in profit in one week for about 30 minutes of work. However, I think I was the first to target lower-schoolers. Before my prominence, everyone dealt with seventh and eighth graders, for they keep secrets. However it was done, the lower school started to buy en masse from me. Maybe because I didn't charge $3 a bar of candy and I gave easy loans. Anyway, my clients and associates kept the whole thing a mutualistic relationship with me, and most of the time it was a success.
To at least finish all for today, I most liked to sell in Central Park, on the water at Choir Camp and on bus and plane trips. Keeping my tradition, I don't sell stuff on school time.

PS I am a supporter of free trade in schools. I will tell you that "the beauty parlor will" not "spawn the Camel Cigarette stand."

Freedom of my speech

"Blogger will be unavailable Monday (1/28) at 4:00PM PST for about 10 minutes for maintenance."
I think that's about 8 pm in my world.

So I did the 3 minute speech today. I had to switch topics at about 6:30 this morning because I could not stop talking about my subject- running a candy shop, in a first person narrative about the Tuck Shop. I finalized my speech on the train about selling things from the convenience of the home. It went fine at 3 minutes 26 seconds.
I want to post the transcript somewhere, as well as the collection of post card from the UK. I never told about this on the blog. Like the blog, I sent a postcard every day or more. They all arrived in America and they portray an awesome narrative.

Sunday

After making my head spin from jogging in the cold and giving a presentation on God's people and their fall and return to grace, I dressed in a tuxedo and played a concert. The tuxedo had five parts- special shirt, special pants, bow tie and cummerbund, a cloth belt, and a special suit-coat. So for 40 minutes our DCYO played music. Bartok, Mozart and Copland. Then I listened to the superiors. They played some long symphony. And now I just got home. I have my speech ready for tomorrow...

15 hours and 7 minutes

It looks like it will snow. The clouds look that way. Remember, this is a normal Saturday so I was at DCYO doing my thing until... I just got home. This copy of Huck Finn, which I was given by the school, seemed different than the last edition I had. Mainly, I don't really like the size of the book. It's a little too rectangle-y. Read the first chapter this morning, at about 7am, because I could not stay asleep- it's the getting up at 6 every morning.

Main House will get a website!

Post 80 Day

80 is a sweet number. Dividable by so many numbers. Just like 60, my favorite number.

So today was a strange day anyway. First period, test. Second period, Kingdom of Glory, an awesome film. Awesome like GATTACA, another of my top-rated movies. Third period was actual learning, Fourth and fifth periods, play a game called Circus Minimus. The rules were really too complex to be a board game. It would have worked better as a video game. Also at that time, we saw pre-release footage of a chariot race on the big screen in the theater. We just had to stop before seeing the man be trampled by a speeding cart. Seventh Period, test. Eighth and Ninth periods, intramurals. P.S. Main House won basketball 67 to 49. Orchestra. E2 (frankly more reliable than the 4:40 shuttle) Metro. Home. Blogging. That was my day.

By the way, I guess when I make the movie about "My medieval adventure" (posts 78 and 79), there would be a sword fight. Otherwise I would not alter it to make it like Cheaper by the Dozen, which had absolutely nothing to do with the book. Like it was meant to be that way.