This is really just a running blog for myself. An ongoing tally letting me know when things have been going well and not so well for me, as well as running tips and things that have worked or not worked for me in the past so I don't make the same mistakes again. I grew up in Rockland County and have been living in New York City, the greatest city in the world, for more than 10 years now. My favorite place in the city is Central Park. I am a huge lover of the outdoors. I love the springtime, but I'm not a big fan of the winter. I'm looking forward to the Yankees winning the World Series again soon. And of course, as the title suggests, I am a lover of anything chocolate (and my favorite candy is Reece's Peanut Butter cups) - Mmmmmmm!
-"Newman, you wouldn't eat broccoli if it was deep-fried in chocolate sauce." I love broccoli. It's good for you. Really? Then maybe you'd like to have a piece? Gladly... Vile weed!
-I'm at the corner of 1st and 1st... How can the same street intersect with itself? I must be at the nexus of the universe
-"I didn't know it was possible to come out of a coma." "I didn't know it was possible to not know that."
-"Seven? Yeah, I guess I could see it. Seven. Seven periods of school, seven beatings a day. Roughly seven stitches a beating, and eventually seven years to life. Yeah, you're doing that child quite a service"
-Even so, the press would bury him!;What press?;The condo newsletter, the Boca Breeze.;Pinko Commie rag!
-People don't just bump into each other and have sex. This isn't Cinemax.
-Rugged? The man's a goblin. He's only been exposed to smoke for four days. By the time this case gets to trial, he'll be nothing more than a shrunken head.
-Jerry: Keith Hernandez just asked me to help him move. Kramer: What? Well, you hardly know the guy…. What a nerve. You see wasn't I right about this guy? Didn't I tell you? Now, you're not going to do it are you? Jerry: … I said yes. Kramer: YOU SAID YES!? Don't you have any pride or self respect? I mean, how can you prostitute yourself like this? I mean what are you going to do? You're going to start driving him to the airport?
"So concerned was he, that word of his poor tennis skills might leak out, he chose to offer you his wife as some sort of mediaeval sexual payola?"
-Marlene: I can't be with someone if I don't respect what they do. Jerry: You're a cashier.
-Well, also, Jerry, we read an article in the Sun. It says standup comedy is not what it used to be, what with def jam and all.
-"Jerk store would've smoked that guy!"
-"The sea was angry that day my friends. Like an old man trying to send back soup in a deli."
-You put the balm on? Who told you to put the balm on? I didn't tell you to put the balm on. Why'd you put the balm on?
-"George, if you're going to be in a creative field, you're going to have to learn how to deal with criticism." "How's this for criticism... Ummm... You stink. How do you like that criticism?"
-"Listen to the bell Grossbard. It tolls for thee."
-"Look, I work for the phone company. I've had a lot of experience with semantics, so don't try to lure me into some maze of circular logic."
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