February 14th, 2002

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Valentines Day Memory

Happy Valentines Day to you! Days where love-spreadin' is the flavor du jour are few and far in between, so I would like to take this opportunity to let the love flow up in the club. Which reminds me, I better get those Hershey kisses out of my pocket before they melt from all of the warm lovinness that's all around.

What holiday would be complete without an embarassing childhood memory to accompany it. Picture it, Valentines Day, 1992. It was a Friday. rahaeli, this girl we were friends with in HS who has since "fallen off" and a guy (D--I'm thinking it was Newspaper Josh...) went to go see Wayne's World at the Rockaway Townsquare Mall movie theater.

Earlier that day, someone had given me a small heart-shaped sticker that I had put on my cheek and I wore it all day to show my lovin' spirit. It was a simple small heart shape, but it was kinda fuzzy and textured on the surface. Very cute.

While on line for tickets, a young gentleman began talking to us and kept staring at the sticker. We talked about Valentines Day, how we all went to the movies together since we were dateless, etc. The guy's attention, however, was hypnotically drawn to the 1/2 circle of redness right on my cheek. He couldn't take his eyes off it. But, the odd thing was, he never commented on the sticker. He would talk to me, and try to be funny and smooth, but then the eyes would go right back to the sticker. Then he started touching his own face and snapping his eyes back to mine.

We got our tickets, said goodbye to the guy and went along our merry way into the theater. rahaeli commented that she thought he was hitting on me. The guy we were with said, "yeah, but you could totally tell he thought that was a big zit on your face."
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Maybe Godzilla will come

The longer I am away from the state of my birth, the more I realize that things are often better executed outside of New Jersey. I recall not thinking twice about driving seven miles to the nearest supermarket, thinking that the 24-hour Pathmark was a rarity, assuming that pizza delivery only happened in cities...creature comforts like that.

Since I have moved southward, I have become accustomed to having a supermarket within 2 minutes of my home and being able to go there at 3am. I expect delivery of everything from Chinese to Pizza to hamburgers and kebab. My mother in Raleigh can throw a rock from her house in five different directions and hit five different supermarkets. And convenience stores attached to gas stations?!?! Crazy talk. For the duration of my formative years, convenience stores were only found tacked on the end of a 5-store strip mall that has a video store and a post office, they weren’t well lit, the linoleum dated from 1948 and there was always a natural American (sure, a burnt out stoner who allows his stoner friends to steal twinkies and shit in exchange for bud) behind the counter. I was shocked at how nice it is not to have to wait 20 minutes for that same brand of American Stoner Boy to fill up your tank, even if it means pumping gas in the rain sometimes.

These details, however, do not get me to my point. The difference between New Jersey and many other places is space. As I drove for the first time down the Fairfax County Parkway, I was appalled at how much space there was on either side—that there wasn’t a K-Mart parking lot or something right up to the edge of the road. I recall commenting to VJ about it. They could widen this road if they were so inclined.

This thought has stuck with me and I hadn’t been able to pinpoint exactly what it meant until recently, but I have figured it out. New Jersey is a game of Sim City that has gone on too long:

The nice residential blocks are too far away from the commercial stuff. No matter how hard you try, you can’t get those residences by the Airport or the Industrial Zones as nice as you’d like them. Traffic is a nightmare, but you don’t want to have to tear down those nice Commercial blocks just to widen the road, and who in the hell figured we’d need a rail system?

That’s usually the point when you just start a new map. Those games aren’t fun anymore. I am by no means suggesting that New Jersey get wiped out, Dave, but I feel like it’s a nice explanation of the “little differences” that separate New Jersey from some of the newer games around.
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Team 'Load Prevails

Team Pantload had a fine showing tonight at the Crystal City Sports Pub--not only securing the high score by a strong margin, but landing a total of five of the top ten scores. And we introduced a lone business traveler to the game. I think we were the high point of his trip.
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