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Yes indeed, it’s all geek, all the time this weekend!

Here’s my old Blockbuster Video name tag…

The only thing geekier than wearing the blue and khaki Blockbuster Video dress code / uniform is having a name tag with a piece of flair on it!

GEEEEEEK!!!!!

So yeah, in case you didn’t know this, I’m a geek, and here’s the proof that I happened across in an old box of junk.

I’m hold a 3M Certification for “Multimode SC and ST Hot Melt Termination”!

Or in simple human terms…I know how to make fiber optic cable connection heads!

GEEEEEEK!!!!

Even though we might be off for a weekend of non laborious work…

These guys will still be as busy as a bee! 

(Sorry, I just couldn’t resist.)

I am really excited about this upcoming NFL season that is about to start. 

Not only because Brett Favre will be the starting QB for the Jets, but also because it is impossible for the New England Patriots to win this year!

I say impossible, because unlike previous years when the New England Patriots were cheating to help themselves win, this year there’s an inside man on the Patriots who will bring them down from the inside!

His name, Lewis Sanders…

Sanders is an eight year pro cornerback journeyman out of Maryland, and a gentleman that I went to high school with - he grew up a fan of the Jets!!!

Besides being a fan of the Jets, and by default a sworn enemy of the Patriots - Sanders has always been on suck teams. 

Sanders spent five years in Cleveland, two with Houston, and last year with Atlanta! 

There’s just no way the Patriots have a chance of being anything but a suck team with Sanders on the inside as the Jets good luck charm!

Howdy World Of Telescamming…

I just received yet another telescamming call out of area code 506…with the full number being 506-225-19129…

When will they finally stop with their spamming of telescamming onto my cell phone?!?!?

Indeed…

la Revolucion, no morira eternamente!

This is the very quiet tree lined 91st Street between Ridge Boulevard and Colonial Road.  Only one side of the street has homes on it, while the other side has a giant 20something foot wall that surrounds a monastery. 

It’s a very quiet and peaceful block that many would least suspect to find a stop on the Bay Ridge Gore Tour - let alone a spot where a serial bomber who has never been caught, killed.

One of these two houses (pictured center) is where the very first known murder of the Zip Gun Bomber took place - and no, I have no idea if there were others that are not known. 

To be honest I’m not actually sure which house it is.  See, one section of the block has been completely renumbered so that the street address at which the bomb went off at is no longer in existence.  The number go 124, 126, 130, 132, etc.

On Mother’s Day in 1982 a box containing a Sears cookbook was left at the door of 128 91st Street.  Joan Kipp, a 54 year old mother opened the package and the cookbook which sent a .22 caliber bullet shooting out, killing her. 

Her son was arrested and charged for this crime, and eventually freed after prosecuters realized that he had little evidence to prove that her son had anything to do with the crime. 

The zip gun bomber has struck a total of seven times and not within the last ten years. 

This case has been so mysterious and unsolved that it actually made it onto episode # 400 of Unsolved Mysteries.

Such an ironic way to go…

How’s this for a welcome…

Classy, huh? 

This is a shot of the Ikea down in Red Hook…

Notice anything offbeat about this Ikea?

Take a closer look at the colorful outside wall they have there…see anything yet?

No?  Well don’t you find that there is something offbeat in that there are multiple colors making up that metal sheeting wall, and that all of the colors are used in all three horizontal sections - all except for the green on the top line! (Thank you very perceptive girlfriend)

Why didn’t they place any green on the top horizontal line?

Very odd, and I smell the Swedish conspiracy!

It’s a tree, yeah…definitely a tree…

Definitely…definitely a tree name Raymond…yeah…Raymond…

Raymond the tree…yeah…Raymond the tree…

This is the Prince Hotel, located on 93rd Street between 3rd and 4th Avenues (same block as Gore Tour # 13), it operated for decades as the Spofford, which was a single room occupancy place without a sign on the outside that had been known to the lowlife around NYC as a place to get their fix of drugs and sex on top of a night (or day in most cases) of sleep.    

I used to work in the store down at the corner from this place.  I could go on and on and on about the various hookers, junkies, drug dealers, pimps, thievery, stabbings, police raids, and even an explosion that I’ve seen at this place, but none of those are as atrocious as this tale of gore…

In the late 90s, prior to the owner converting the name of the business from the Spofford to the Prince Hotel, I walked down the block on my way home from the subway and came across the yellow tape of a crime scene, with NYPD all over the place as well as news trucks stationed around.

That night I turned to the news and saw the very scene that I had just passed…and this is from my memory banks since Google really is awful at locating any such news story of this event…

A woman apparently went to the police stating that a man had kidnapped her baby from her while in another neighborhood of Brooklyn - Williamsburg? 

In any event, the mother’s story didn’t add up to police, and they soon found out that the mother had been at the Spofford, killed her baby at the Spofford, and then traveled to the East River, and threw her dead baby into the river.

How’s THAT for bad parenting?!?!

I went to the aquarium over this past weekend with a nephew and while watching the seal show I was quite taken aback by the juxtaposition of the trainers.

See, while the announcer was doing her spiel in the tone of “I used to be one of the kids on Barney” sort of way, the trainers each would run around the pool giving the signals for the seals to do the proper trick.

The first trainer up was the trainer who I was internally calling, Token Gay Trainer. 

Assuming that he would be the trainer throughout the entire show I figured the show would be quite fun to watch since he was over the top flamboyant about he way he was working with the seal - think Siegfried and Roy, only minus the Liberace glam.

Perhaps the two trainers were given equal time, but the male trainer’s time seemed to come and go too soon. 

Before I knew it Token Gay Trainer was done with his fun and exciting seal routine, and he walked offstage - I wanted to see more of Token Gay Trainer (yes, he was that much better of a trainer/entertainer) do more tricks with the seals.

Up next came the second trainer who by the end of the show I was referring to as being, Token S&M Trainer.

While Token S&M Trainer is all smiles in this photo, that smile came directly after a public spanking by that seal!

Yes, that trainer actually spent lots of time to train the seal to pick up on a signal to mosey on over beside her, and then proceed to spank her with it’s right flipper on her left buttcheek!

I’ve seen a lot of crazy and out there things done publicly and it takes a lot to shock me, however, in this case I really just wanted to leave them be to themselves.  Then her “act” went on for what seemed to be forever and a day.

Call me crazy, but Token S&M Trainer sure came across as a regular old Marv Albert!