How YOU Doin?

Every girl's gotten it, the "How YOU doin?" on the street. The other day I walked to work from the train (Broadway to Madison) and received no less than 7 such comments. "Hey beautiful," "Can I get your number?" etc. I didn't think I was so comment-worthy that day. I was wearing my tight jeans, sure, and hot pink pointy shoes. My shirt was just a black tank top with a flower print. Nothing revealing, nothing trashy or even overtly classy. Just an outfit. Maybe I was walking differently because I had on my fun pink shoes, who knows. But it was a strange way to start a day. By the time I got to the office I probably had a scowl on my face from being harrassed... not that my scowl stopped the commenting.

It's interesting, when I lived in Boston I would judge my appearance for the day on the number of people who honked at me as I walked over the Harvard Bride in the morning. Now I just get annoyed or ignore it. In my neighborhood I get talked to a lot as I walk, but I do stand out as a white girl in Harlem.

The kicker to my story the day I wore my pink shoes happened after work. I walked pass two mormon guys, who both made some "How you doin" comment. But I couldn't scowl at them, could I? They are on a religious mission, they couldn't be trying to pick me up, could they? Must have just wanted to have a hottie convertee. :) hehe

It's Getting on My Nerves

You know how people sometimes say that they feel a cold breeze pass through them when they think they see a ghost? Well the opposite is happening to me. I will feel warmth off inanimate objects for no reason.

One night I was sitting on my sofa watching TV and reached over to grab my remote off the coffee table. As my hand neared the table I felt a warmth radiating from it. When I touched the table, and the objects on it they were cool to the touch. So why did I feel that heat coming off the table?

Then a few days later I was waiting for the train and leaned up against a metal rail. The rail touched my bare back, between my pants and shirt, and felt hot to the touch. I touched the same spot with my hand, but it was cool. Thinking myself crazy I leaned back against the rail, only to have it sear my back again. Weird.

I have also noticed that I have felt wetness on my skin, but when I go to wipe off the liquid, my skin is dry. Is this a medical condition that I should know about?

I shouldn't ponder things

So something similar to the van coincidence happened the other night. I was walking down 29th Street, somewhere between Lex and 2nd Aves to go to the movies. I noticed this little carriage house, and thought to myself, I wonder how much it is to rent a place like that. I also took time to notice that in the windows above the carriage doors the resident had lined up a bunch of different colored glass bottles.

After the movie I walked down the same street to get to the train. Suddenly all these fire trucks come tearing around the corner. I assumed they were going back to the fire house that was on that block. But as I walked on, I saw crowds of people milling about. As I walked by the carriage house, I realized that the door was ajar, and it was that house that the firemen were in such a hurry to get to.

Am I bad luck? Should I pay less attention to things so that they are not cursed?

AM New York

I saw a funny article in AM New York (the free newspaper handed out near subways in the city). The article discussed how obesity isn't such a bad thing after all... the caption to the photos (which showed some cookies and a large woman) said "People who are overweight have a lower risk of death than those who are lean, studies have shown"

What?!?! don't we all have the same risk of dying, namely 100%???

The article was taken from the LA Times, but I wonder who is responsible for the terrible photos and worse caption.

The funny thing is that I was looking at yahoo news today, and the same photo of the large woman was used for this article:
http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&u=/afp/safrica_crime_offbeat
titled "XXL women shoplifters on the rampage in South Africa"

It is listed as a file photo. How would you like to be the stock "obese" or "XXL" woman used by newspapers across the country (and internet)? wow.