Summer...

Jorge left America yesterday. It feels like just yesterday he came to America and could barely speak english. The days are starting to meld, one into the other. That’s the official sign that it’s summer. Last night, I went to go see Spiderman 2 at midnight. It was a trip not without incident. So as the lights go down, they start playing previews. And as they are playing these previews, I can’t figure...

As I write more and more, I find myself becoming almost obsessed with a ‘chain of events’. I’m finding that as I document things, I’m finding more ‘intersections’ in time. And looking back, I can see how differently my life would have been if I had made a left instead of a right. And sometimes it’s totally out of my control, people ‘merging’ onto the highway of my...

Incubus at MSG...

I went to my first ever big venue concert tonight with Jorge. It was awesome. Incubus plays some really positive, sometimes politically charged music. I’ve never been to anything like this before, and I had a great time. The light show they put on was unbelievable, and we had great seats. We even managed to get a free train ride there. After the show we went and got some pizza, and on Jorge’s suggestion, some...

Robbie Knievel...

I got a call from Uncle Ian today. He told me that Robbie Knievel was going to be jumping a whole bunch of police cars on Route 10. Motorcycles? Dare devils? Police? I was all about it. Even better, Uncle Ian had made some special arrangements so we could get into the VIP area. I tried my best to get there early, but we still got there at 7, which is when it supposedly started. I tried my damndest to get me and Josh into...

The Waterfall...

I decided to start a-new. Now that the ‘high school saga’ of my life is over, I thought it fitting to start a new chapter on my site as well. The old page is in the archives. I’ll do highlights in another post. Right now, I have to write this all down before I forget it. Last night, I got this call from Ben Herman in Montclair that they were all going to go to this waterfall. Since everyone else was...

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I don’t know how to title this post. I don’t even know how to feel about it right now. However, I think I have a good way to summarize my feelings of the day. I found a picture I took to be particularly inspiring, and more importantly indicative of my time in Columbia High School.   “Tennis Shoes” 13 years in the making. A student, a scholar. A reader, a writer. All culminating in One...

Lucky? Blessed....

Ok, in the past 24 hours. 1) Successful completion of “Operation: Red Fox” (The Senior Prank) Pictures and commentary to follow. 2) Successful completion of high school. 3) I guess my beta testing/error reporting for Gmail made someone REALLY happy because they dropped 6 invitations in my lap. I’ve never seen anyone get 6 invites in one shot ever. Awesome. -Joshua Ziering

Prom...

Ok, 12 hours after prom is over, I’m ready to tell it’s story. The battle is still raging apparently as my sister came into my room and said “How do you spell Amy’s last name?! Julie says that Jorge didn’t come home last night” … Pre-prom was a little ridiculous. My Dad and I argued for a while whether or not James bond would wear a vest. After careful consideration of the mental...

Wristlet Or Corsage?...

I went to the flower store yesterday to buy a corsage for my prom date, Magda. I don’t know if I can effectively convey how I felt inside that store, but I can try. First, let me illustrate my knowledge of flowers: They are pretty. Often times, they smell nice. Roses are red. Flowers happen in the spring time. Ok, armed with that knowledge I went into that flower store. As I was walking in, these people in the back...

America. Or Why Letters Are The Best Ever....

America is an amazing place. As much as a deviation as this is from my traditional cynic views, It’s true. You can tell what kind of place America is by walking into any Post Office in the United States. The Post Office. It’s an amazing concept. You pay a mere .34 cents to have a letter delivered to anyone in our great country. Even if they live in Alaska. ALASKA! I feel like I should be sending letters to...