Wednesday, February 28, 2007

There IS a Story Behind These...

...but I'm in between classes, so it will have to wait.
These are not even all of them, these just happen to be my favorite.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Just an Update

Nothing new or really major to report (read: nothing willing to blog about right now).


I went to Philly again a few weeks ago. THAT was fun. I had an amazing weekend involving cheesesteak, Chinese food, and anatomy.

Anyway, classes are good so far..Just taking it one step at a time for now.

I need to re-asses my options as I continue through school, see what it is I want from these 4 years..and figure out what and where is best for me, and why.

I'll have details about that later.
Feel free to IM, e-mail or call!


Spring Break is March 18th-25th. I'll either be home (in LA) on the night of the ides, or the afternoon of the 18th.

Monday, February 05, 2007

Blogable Antics, aka Crazy Shit on the New York Subway

I've posted this other places, so you might have read it. It happend this morning (2/5/07) as I got in the Subway. I was a little shook up for the rest of the day. I'm glad New Yorkers are not the assholes everyone says they are though. I'm a little proud to be able to call myself one (at at least look forward to being called one)

Setting: Grand Central Station, 4/5/6/7 Subway Entrance.
Up/Down escalator and stairs, very crowded.

as I approach said escalator to descend into the bowls of New York City, I notice something. A woman, in a wheelchair, missing a leg (I think both actually), disheveled, probably homeless, crazy, or both.

She's actually a little too close to the stairs for my taste, I should probably tell her to go to the elevator. I don't know where it is, and she looks like she might harm me, so I think nothing of it and continue down.

As I reach the bottom, I hear screams and crashing. Turning around, I see this woman pinned under her chair face down on the moving escalator (Shouts of "STOP THE ESCALATOR" can be heard).
Quickly, I fumble with the red button and stop the dam thing, whereupon a half-dozen busy New Yorkers, proceed to lift the chair up and put it at the bottom, repeat for the woman, and then finally her spilled belongings.

A gentleman and I run and grab a transit cop, and within a minute medics are on the scene treating the womans bleeding face. I hesitate for a few seconds to make sure everything is ok, and then continue to catch my 4/5 express to city hall as if nothing happened.

And I want to put some emphasis here. Everyone who was on that escalator (or nearly everyone so far as I could tell) did their part to help this woman. (I'm sure some just walked off, but to see 6 people carry this woman off the escalator does make me feel very good about humanity, I'm glad I could do my part)

The first hour after the ordeal, I ask myself why I could not do more.
Within three I realize, there were plenty of people helping, and if I had told her about the elevator she probably would have snapped.

NYC Subway=Crazy shit.