Bikers for Babies - Photos

Here are a couple of pictures from the
Bikers for Babies Hale House event.
All photos by Shahar Azran.

Bikers, Harleys and Babies

Tomorrow at my job - Hale House - hundreds of motorcyclists will deliver diapers and baby wipes to the children.

If you are near 122nd street in Harlem tomorrow come check it out - there's nothing like the sound of hundreds of Harley Davidsons.

I've been blog lazy lately...

I apologize - I've been pretty lazy lately posting to my blog.

I've been very busy at work creating a donor stewardship plan, donor cultivation plan and expense and revenue budgets for the annual fund - not really blog worthy yet it has consumed my thoughts for the past couple of weeks. Even when not at work my mind has been working.

Today I went to DTUT and surfed the internet. I downloaded some new music; Camera Obscura, Drive by Truckers and Jack Johnson. It will allow me to divorce my thoughts from work by creating a distraction through music. Thank you little brother for the ipod - I don't know what I did before - I use it all the time - it's a great way to unwind!

Sometimes my ‘what the f*&^?’ comes out…

I was on the subway to 14th Street to meet Adrianna for dinner – reading a book – minding my own business and a kid gets on the train. She sits next to me and proceeds to suck her thumb. SHE WAS AT LEAST 10 YEARS OLD! What the f*&^?

I walked from 12th St/7th Ave to 13th St/5th Ave and on my way there I was behind a woman who was so going for the in new tapered shorts that come to knee with heals look but SHE SO GOT IT WRONG! Her shoes were expensive five inch heals, her shirt very trendy, her purse expensive Louis Vuitton, her shopping bags from expensive stores but she was wearing wrinkled khaki shorts – the kind that come mid-thigh and have a cuff. What the f*&^?

I couldn’t sleep and I don’t have cable so my options were limited at 11pm est. I could watch David Letterman with guest Paris Hilton or Jay Leno with guest Keanu Reeves. I decided that Keanu was the lesser of two evils. Well, I was wrong. My biggest issue (I’ll put aside how trite and monotone he is): what was his publicist thinking allowing him to wear what he wore? A black suit (the jacket was too small), a worn t-shirt and brown work boots! Why did he think it looked good? Did he show up at the studio late wearing jeans and the t-shirt and they decided he should wear a suit? The suit jacket was too small! It came half way up his forearm when he fidgeted in the chair and talked with his hands. The t-shirt was too big and looked like he had worn it for years. But the kicker – the shoes – work boots? What the f*&^?

Identity Stupidity

This morning on a very crowded bus I was seated and minding my own business, reading when a woman who was standing next to me proceeded to make a phone call. I and the ten people immediately around her couldn't help but overhear her entire conversation. Her phone call was to someone about her amended tax return.

During her call she proceeded to very clearly give out the following information: her entire name, her entire social security number, her current address and her former address, her children's names, her marital status and how much she should be receiving from her return. Now, I'm an honest person so even though I have a great memory and could reiterate all of this information - I won't. I also won't call the IRS to ask them to redirect her refund check to my address so I can steal her money even though she made it sooooo easy for me do so.

What the H*&%^ was she thinking giving out that much personal information in a public setting? Why are people so stupid? Maybe I should have said something to her but I didn't. All I could think as I got of the bus was stupid, stupid, stupid!

Today - 666

So today's date is 6/6/6. There is actually a phobia and there's a word for people who have a fear of the number 666- Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia. Say that three times fast.

Birthdays and friends...

I love birthday parties/gatherings. Most of my friends tend to gather at a restaurant or bar to celebrate their birthday. It's an opportunity to meet new people and have a good time.

Recently my friend Jen invited me to a birthday celebration for her boyfriend Mike. We celebrated at Calle Ocho. The sangria was fabulous and it was so nice of them to quarantine off the section for us (giggle, I know we as a group ultimately conquered it).

As Jen's friend it was nice to get to know Mike better and as we all know, what better way to do that than to meet his friends. He has great friends! It was also nice to see Sarah, Mina, Samira and of course Jen. (Sarah, I hope you made it home ok.) Jen, it's nice to see you so happy. Kisses!