Everything Went Better Than Expected (in 2012)

There comes a time in every long-running series’ life when they need to do a clip show. I just had my 100th post on here, and what better time to reflect on the past year than just before BILL NYE DAY? 2012 was a pretty insane year for me, and I’ve hand-picked and curated 12 artesanal moments from the past year that particularly stand out.

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1. Filming ‘fetti

I’m pretty sure ‘fetti was what got the ball rolling on my triumphant return to filmmaking this year. Getting a Super-8 camera from the 60s off eBay and making my first Super-8 film was quite an experience, from carrying a ton of balloons on the subway to Will’s narration in the rehearsal. Having that short film under my belt led to a lot of opportunities, and I’m not sure I would have accomplished all the things I did this year if it weren’t for that.

2 & 3. Surprisingly deep moments with cab drivers in East Hampton

That whole East Hampton trip for my boss was a bizarre, weird experience where I drank more consecutive coffee cups than I ever had in my life, and picked up some skills I never thought I’d need. But the most interesting encounters I had were two different conversations with two different cab drivers out there. The first was the woman who picked me up from the bus stop late at night right after I had arrived, and I learned her whole story about how she became an East Hampton cab driver, how she used to live in the building I worked, and how on some nights she would drive drunk rich people home to Manhattan on a $600 bill. Everything sounds deeper when you’re driving down a dark country road in the middle of the night.

The second one was the day before my boss’s party, and a guy maybe a bit older than me picked me up in what looked like an airport shuttle van. Basically, we had to pick up party supplies from two places, but once the second party place saw our supplies from the first place, they refused to rent it to us and we had to drive around town to find more supplies. We found a hardware store and ended up getting coffee next door while I waited for my boss to call me back regarding the supplies.

4. Losing my job & beginning the freelance life

That same job didn’t last much longer beyond the East Hampton trip. The day I left for good, I was in such a weird, lightheaded state of disbelief that it was actually over that I didn’t really know what to do with myself. That very evening though, I had what turned out to be my first meeting with my first significant freelance client. So literally, one job ended and another began within a few hours of each other.

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5. Watching the sun rise from my rooftop

I don’t always stay out all night, but when I do, I make it memorable. That rooftop scene that I made into the cover of Pitchfork’s Album of the Year 2013 came after a long crazy night that included a crust punk party, a pretty dramatic argument, taking buses and subways all over northern Brooklyn, me contemplating life ‘n’ stuff on a Greenpoint pier while looking at Manhattan all lit up across the East River, and meeting up with my best friend and the three girls in the above photo at the end of a warehouse show, just as the crusties started heading home. After meeting the guy from Neon Indian (who apparently lives in Greenpoint now?) it didn’t take much convincing for me to welcome everybody up to my roof to cap off the night by greeting the morning. Also conveniently for me, I was the only one who didn’t have to sleepily make my way back home after that.

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6. Watching the sun rise from the A train

Yeah it was a ridiculous idea but it was worth it. And now, in New York City A.S. (After Sandy), I wouldn’t even be able to do it! At least not until the A Train can head to the Rockaways once more. You know, they probably didn’t realize it, but I really shared a bond with my fellow overnight subway riders. And I’m sure they’d be thrilled to hear that.

This amazing photo was taken on the first try by Matthew Narvin.

I had to post this amazing photo again. Taken on the first try by Matthew Narvin.

7. The brisket at the All New York’s a Venue First Anniversary Potluck

Oh man, that brisket? It’s like some real, game-changing brisket right there. And imagine, I never would have known about it if it weren’t for a raffle at The Bell House where Will was working the right night at the right place.

8. The Road Trip to New Paltz

Post-Job Me was more than happy to take a gig helping Kristina sell stuff at her boss’s pop-up shop upstate. Also, you know, road trip. I never would have guessed that I’d be driving so much this year. We took the scenic route, driving through the surprisingly gorgeous Hoboken and seeing some amazing views of Manhattan across the Hudson. We stopped at a diner for a float and some macaroni salad and talked to a weird guy. There’s always a weird guy.

Oh and I forgot to mention I was still getting acquainted with my camera and I glitched up half the photos I took with it. But look at that apartment!

Oh and I forgot to mention I was still getting acquainted with my camera and I glitched up half the photos I took with it. But look at that apartment!

9. Arriving in Montreal

Honestly I just miss being shown around Montreal by two gracious hosts with an amazing apartment.

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10. The Ridiculously Early Bus Stop in the Middle of Nowhere 

Taking the night bus back to New York from Toronto was an experience. An experience we’ll never have again. Have you ever been sleeping in a cramped bus seat and then suddenly have to get out with your luggage to get chewed out by customs agents at Niagara Falls? Or then have to get out again, three hours later, at The McDonald’s At The Edge Of Civilization? I know there’s a lot of places you can picture yourself, but nothing prepared me for when I took in my surroundings while standing in line with a busload of strangers at a truck stop McDonalds. I can’t explain why that moment stuck with me, it just did.

This picture wasn't taken during the Post-Sandy Haze, nor was it taken during Sandy. It is pretty hazy though.

This picture wasn’t taken during the Post-Sandy Haze, nor was it taken during Sandy. It is pretty hazy though.

11. The Post-Sandy Haze

We all thought Hurricane Sandy was going to be a joke, so we all sat making memes even while the hurricane was bearing down on us. After the storm lifted though, we all had a chance to see the mess it made. It was kind of a lot to take in, knowing that half of Manhattan was without power and entire neighborhoods in Staten Island, Queens and Brooklyn were badly damaged, and we were just a couple miles away from it all. As transportation slowly came back to life, it was hard to get back into old routines. Sandy dominated the news for the first couple of weeks after it hit.

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12. The Triumphant Return of the G Train to a Winter Wonderland

The G train was, predictably, one of the last trains to come back after Sandy. The day it did come back, a winter storm hit, and I was completely unaware of both developments because all day long I was running sound on a web series shoot in the subway. After getting off the G for the first time in over a week and finally coming up above ground for the first time in hours, I was pretty surprised to see my neighborhood covered in snow.

Hi Sandy!

Edit below: changed the date for the award show due to the hurricane! It’s now on November 15, same place!

This is exciting stuff, guys. I’d say it was very exciting television, if I were on television. But sadly, The Once and Future Coffee Addict isn’t a television show (yet), so this is simply going to be a very exciting blog post. You see, right now, Hurricane Sandy is totally sending New York into the closest thing it has to “oh shit” mode. And I’m here on the front lines (actually in Bed-Stuy, which for once is one of the safest places you can be in New York) bravely writing a blog post. Anything could happen! The power could go out, or even worse the unthinkable could happen and the INTERNET could go out. It already happened for a few terrifying minutes, and without snarky Twitter commentary on the storm, how do I know the world isn’t ending RIGHT AROUND ME?

Pictured above: the world totally ending

But, my sanity was preserved, and the internet came back on in time to hear Mayor Bloomberg’s reassuring garbled Spanish. And I can bring you my slightly-caffeinated-slightly-toasty blog post, brought to you by coffee mixed with chocolate liqueur. Because when it comes to natural disasters, no one prepares quite like New Yorkers. And by that I mean we just buy out the entire Trader Joe’s wine supply. And have wine and cheese and crackers and watch the entire run of Buffy on DVD. And when I went to the store, all the fancy crackers were gone, and I had to get SALTINES. I mean what kind of natural disaster is this where we can’t get nice crackers? So really, all Hurricane Sandy is doing is making us really aware of our #firstworldproblems.

Since there hasn’t really been much to do since being quarantined here by the subway shutdown, I’ve been live tweeting the whole experience, so you can follow me on Twitter for more social media gems like:

and also the harrowing tale of our journey to the deli, complete with pictures of me dressed in a weird hurricane getup (spoiler: we totally got orange juice and everything went better than expected).

Anyway, there ‘s more stuff going on than just some wine-supply-depleting storm having its way with New York. Remember that time I got to showcase a short film with RAW Brooklyn? Well, as it turns out, they nominated me for a RAWard (nice portmanteau there) and you, dear readers, are totally invited! Here are the details:

Brooklyn RAWards Semi-Finals

November 8 EDIT: Rescheduled for November 15! 8 pm (the film screening’s near the beginning, so get there early!)

Littlefield, 622 Degraw Street, Brooklyn, NY

Tickets are $15 online, or $20 at the door.

Anyway, if you need an incentive, know that I actually have a pretty good chance of winning, since there are only two other film nominees, and the more people I get to come, the more votes I’ll get. And also if you come, you’ll get to see this awesome video I shot for Agent Ribbons! Plus more surprises.

So, there’s your incentive. After you survive the hurricane, come for a night of film and cupcakes. There’s totally going to be cupcakes.

Here’s why disaster movies are inaccurate

So I’ve lived in New York for a year now (I was actually going to do an anniversary post but meh) and in the past year I’ve seen New York City get hit with tornadoes, blizzards, an earthquake and a hurricane. And the one thing I’ve noticed about them is two things:

1. New York is largely unaffected by disasters

2. New Yorkers simply don’t give a shit

First of all, that hurricane caused really serious damage to the south of us (predictable) as well as to the north of us (not so predictable). So how did New York escape the wrath of Irene? No, really, I’m asking. I seriously have no idea how we got out of that with only a couple of scratches and entire bridges got washed away in Vermont. Maybe it has something to do with how New Yorkers dealt with the hurricane?

Surprisingly accurateThat’s pretty much exactly how it went down. People were out in it. And I mean, literally out in it, as in going out, drinking, partying, etc. From the 10th floor apartment I was staying at, the loudest thing outside wasn’t the wind, it was the people down below.

Really, everyone’s biggest complaint was that all the transit was shut down. Still, better safe than sorry I guess?