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June 2005

Tuesday, June 21st

THE FIRST ANNUAL CELEBRATION OF EULANIYA

This event is dedicated to Eugene, Lana, and Mariya, whose birthdays we celebrated this evening.

 

But of course, there are many others whose birthdays were not included, due to the constricting syllabic nature of the English language (e.g. Eulanzoljulmarpauliyas...?). In subsequent years, I may extend Eulaniya to include the rest of you, if you truly wish to be a part of this Eulaniya, but I will need much help constructing acronyms.

The first annual Eulaniya celebration was held at Casanova, a lounge in Brooklyn with Russian Karaoke on Tuesday nights

The attendees were many.

Some familiar faces....

Some not...

And the usual awkwardness of public affection never ceased to evade me.

    

     

Karaoke:

 

Then, Eugene and I sang some Nautilius...

  

And so ends the first annual celebration of Eulaniya. Thank you everyone who attended, and I hope that this tradition will continue in the years to come.

Saturday, June 18th

   Mark's birthday party

   

And a visit to yet another roof.

Thursday, June 16th

   Went straight to the Edge from the airport. And went out to our team celebration dinner, at Joe Shanghai's,  or some other similarly awkward sounding named restaurant.

Food was gooood. Too bad the whole team wasn't there.

Friday, June 10th-Thursday, June 16th

Serafina and Zlata's Caribbean Vacation

  Day 1

We left New York on a rainy day.

Arrived in Puerto Plata, in the Dominican Republic, where I felt our plane would crash into a palm tree before settling onto the runway of their tiny airport.

 As it turned out, we brought the bad weather with us...

   

Santa Marina Beach Resort and Reef. Top left photo is the reef.

Every evening, there was a show. The first night was Dominican dancing and acting out the history of the Republic.

At 11 PM, the show is over, the free bars are closed, and everyone heads out to the disco or to local bars and clubs. We went to the resort disco.

    I got them to play some rock, but they were reluctant, and my braids always got tangled, so I, somewhat unsuccessfully, danced to the other music they played. Though I usually gave up after one song.

Day 2

 

   Zlata

   Me, not as graceful...

Especially when the water knocked me over.

The weather was again not in our favor.

But we played some volleyball, some billiards (by the way, on the most awful tables I have ever played on, incomparable to not just any table in New York City, but I truly think I'd have a better game putting holes in the sand, using a palm tree branch for a cue, and coconuts for pool balls. Perhaps that's what they were modeling).

The one good thing about bad weather were the beautiful sunsets. Clouds really add a nice touch.

   Later, met some people. A fellow Brooklynite, and a fellow singer, from Britain. The Brooklynite tried teaching the British singer Brooklyn ghetto talk.

It was slightly amusing.

  Day 3

Zlata helped a local with a take-home Math test- in Spanish.

  

Beautiful sunset tonight. This is what I mean about the clouds.

    

    

Day 4

Another cloudy and rainy day, with another beautiful sunset.

  Tonight we went to dinner at a Seafood restaurant by the beach.

Tonight's show was a women vs. men competition.

In one round, a girl had to run around and collect as many articles of women's clothing as she could from the audience.

Zlata gave her shirt, and I gave my bra (as seen on the stage).

  Another round was a dance competition. That pretty much determined the winner...

  Day 5

Finally got somewhat of a tan. For about 15 minutes.

Today we played poker. And some guitar. I've got Little Miss Muffit fans in England now.

Tonight went out to a Mexican restaurant. Played some pool.

And later, went to a local bar with some non-locals.

Day 6

Today, Zlata and I walked around town. We were extremely surprised to find that there was a synagogue and Jewish museum next door to the resort!

   Apparently, at the Evian conference during the second World War, 32 countries, including the United States, sat down to determine where the Jews should go. Only one country, the Dominican Republic, agreed to take them.

   After some figuring, it was determined that the Dominican Republic can fit 100,000 Jews. However, the number that arrived was much less. This is because not all the Jews were "fit" to go- they were not considered "farmer" material. This is of course ridiculous, considering they otherwise die.

   Nevertheless, many Jews were transported to the Dominican Republic, and many into Sosua, the town in which were now were.

In other news, I spotted a lizard. They stand around and wait for you to take out the camera, set up the flash, focus, and then right when you think you've got them, they scatter away.

Our last dinner, at the Italian restaurant.

Then we went out to a local bar, because I was challenged to a game of pool by our British friends.

Then, another bar

Then I bet someone that I can eat a lime without making any expression on my face. Yes, stupid as that sounds, I did find someone to bet with me, AND someone else was taking pictures of this exciting happening.

  

   Then I went for a ride on a motorcycle

  Day 7

Time to go home...

Thursday, June 9th

Wednesday night, went out to do open mic night at Satelite again. Thanks to everyone who came. I keep forgetting to ask someone to take pictures.

Afterwards, moved all my stuff to Brooklyn. No point in paying rent for the next two months since I won't be in New York.

Afterwards, went to watch the sunrise at the beach. I missed Brooklyn. I didn't even realize it, but when I left the city, and drove down Ocean Parkway at 5 in the morning, with the windows open, no one on the road, it was so nice, it felt so "open", in a sense. Everything is so close together in Manhattan; I didn't even notice how trapped it was. But I still love the city.

 

Brighton Beach. Wow. So dirty... I do not remember it ever being this dirty. And so many garbage cans!

 

    Mmmm... 6 AM guitar playing...

Tuesday, June 7th

    Lunch at Union Square

George, PhD (Pool Hustling Degree)

Later, played killer at Alligator, in Williamsburg

  Even later, near my house

Sunday, June 5th

WE WON THE CITY CHAMPIONSHIPS AND WE'RE GOING TO LAS VEGAS!!!

      

Stick It In, the Champions

And happy birthday Julie (as I'm writing this, that is, on June 6th)

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Afterwards, went to play at the Stoned Crow, for my Sunday pool match. Beforehand, celebrating the citys win, and lost my match. I'm kind of upset, I just don't like to lose, but I don't think there's anything I could've done differently.

Above pic is Paul, the addition to our Sunday team.

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The sequence is a little off, the stuff below happened the night before our citys, but the pics from our win are more important, so they got first priority.

 

 

    

In the first pic, note the busted nose. Hahaha, that was from last Saturday.

     

The girl next to Lucas in the third pic above is an awesome singer. We had a very pleasant musically filled evening.

Until later. Went out for a walk with Mr. George the pretend cop, who slickly dropped his cellular phone into the sewer.

 

I needed to be asleep, to be awake for the city's.

 

Saturday, June 4th

    Stick It In wins round 1 of the city championships! Just one game away from Vegas now...

             

   

William                                    Michelle and Julie                      Ronnie

   

Peter                                      Serafina                                 Michelle

   

Julie and Peter                        Rachel                                   Bill

Thursday, June 2nd

   

   

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Then, to Broadway Billiards, for some daily pool practice.

  

   I should show this picture to the people of Barnes and Noble, so that they might finally decide to take billiards books out of the "games" section and put them into the "sports" section. Pool is a sport. it's comparable to games, like chess, and poker, but it's a sport. It requires physical skill just as much as mental. As other sports do. Games, on the other hand, don't require physical skills.

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After pool practice, I went over the Ultrasound to watch Mike's other band rehearse.

  

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To top the night off, we went up on what is now my third roof of the week.

  

 

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