Team Underground

Football training with the Underground Shakespeare Company, getting ready for our upcoming match against the Penn Singers. Nothing like theatre folk playing football on a sunny afternoon with baffled American students wandering by in shear amazement. Damn pretentious Ivy League nutters, get over yourselves, we’re just having fun. And then, to New Brunswick, hanging with [...]

In the Bronx, with family

Back in the Bronx, visiting the family. Little cousins, gotta love it.

Puerto Rican Swapmeet

A hot day, plus a vacant lot, plus lots of random animals and stuff for sale equals excellent photos. We picked up some good rubbish, nothing terribly mind-blowing. What’s with those technicoloured rabbits??

Lighthouse, Beach, and Bar

Rincón Lighthouse and other historic/interesting venues. A day relaxing at the beach, night playing pool at the bar. Forget the name of that bar, but there were some Americans there. And that girl ran naked, although I still don’t know why. What a bizarre series of events.

Rincón

Out in Rincón, with the Cotlers. Joaquin and Katie, the lovers. Ezie, the idle genius. Abby, the matriarch. Ita, living tradition. Eventually Don, the don. What a way to spend Spring Break.

Old San Juan, and puppies

Arrival in Puerto Rico, by myself, at Baba’s house, hanging with Tio Neco, taking the tour of Old San Juan at night, watching the teenagers assert their cool in the heat of the tropical night. Parrots on my shoulders and dogs around my ankles.

NYC with Francisco and Angel

Out for the day with Cisco and Angel. Seeing the city, having lunch, doing that sort of thing. Snow piled up near the riverside. Clear days in winter, nothing like em.

Chocolate Chip Bagels

So ever since my father repossessed my car my primary mode of transit has been to run. I suppose thats a good thing since I am way outta shape in terms of rugby. Still, I have some really painful blisters happening. No dancing for me tonight at Columbia. I didn’t even know they made Chocolate [...]

R & J Cast Party

So, we arrived late for call, busted out a show, and then we party, pretty standard really. Oh, the Underground Shakespeare Company.

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Lately, I find myself with little to say. I find I don’t have anything worth blabbing about on my weblog as if I ever had the time to update it. I don’t think anyone really wants to hear about my day-to-day and how it has become pretty routine, mingled with periods of random stress when [...]

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