For how long you been here?
- Thread starter goldfish boy
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I moved into Manhattan (from the suburbs) in January or early February of 1995. I was working for a sports marketing company on 27th street and sixth ave and my apartment was on 25th and Madison, shortest commute ever. I moved down to 10th street in 1998, Brooklyn almost 2 years ago. My first improv show was the Swarm Winter of 2001-02.
I did grow up like 20 minutes from the city though. Born at New York Hospital. But strictly speaking, about 10 years.
I did grow up like 20 minutes from the city though. Born at New York Hospital. But strictly speaking, about 10 years.
Born in Brooklyn in 1970. Except for going to college in Virginia I've never lived more than two miles from the house where I grew up. First Improv Show? Other than the time when an Improv Troupe visited my highschool, it would have to be The McKellog Report followed by Lazy Susan at Gotham City Improv in July 2004.
Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Moi, aussi!!!! Almost born in an NYC taxi cab on June 7, 1980.
The best (nerdy) New Yorker moment I've had to date:
September 30, 2001...standing on my friend Barlow's roof...yelled:
I LOVE THIS CITY NOW MORE THAN EVER. (again, I know...I'm a nerd).
Entire street full of people started cheering.
(then I fell down a flight of stairs).
Second best New Yorker moment:
Today...walked by the "HAWK HOUSE" on 5th Avenue. No Mary Tyler Moore, but crazies on the street with "Honk for Hawks" signs. People dressed in hawk costumes. Handfuls of bird lovers staring up at the building's facade, making sure Pale Male and his "hawker" have an amply spiked home. I turned the corner (in hysteric fits of laughter, fleeing the bird people) and happened to catch the best thing I've seen in awhile:
In the window on the ground floor of the most expensive 5th ave nest in history...an American flag reading "United We Stand" with a big fat HAWK in the middle. Oh man...what a city.
Quick Note:
You're not a New Yorker unless you were born in New York City. Sorry, just the way it goes.
but,
New York is like a big foster home: it will take you in no matter what and call you one of its own. Sure, it might beat the shit out of you. Sure, it might not feed you. Sure...it could even sexually molest you or force you into slavery...but,hey, it's home, dammit. Ya gotta love it...cause it sure do love YOU.
I :love: Manhattan. The rest of NY is acceptable.
Perhaps my pops sums it up best:
Manhattan: Unmatched excellence.
Rest of NY: Lao Bai Xing (not that there's anything wrong with that)
Moi, aussi!!!! Almost born in an NYC taxi cab on June 7, 1980.
The best (nerdy) New Yorker moment I've had to date:
September 30, 2001...standing on my friend Barlow's roof...yelled:
I LOVE THIS CITY NOW MORE THAN EVER. (again, I know...I'm a nerd).
Entire street full of people started cheering.
(then I fell down a flight of stairs).
Second best New Yorker moment:
Today...walked by the "HAWK HOUSE" on 5th Avenue. No Mary Tyler Moore, but crazies on the street with "Honk for Hawks" signs. People dressed in hawk costumes. Handfuls of bird lovers staring up at the building's facade, making sure Pale Male and his "hawker" have an amply spiked home. I turned the corner (in hysteric fits of laughter, fleeing the bird people) and happened to catch the best thing I've seen in awhile:
In the window on the ground floor of the most expensive 5th ave nest in history...an American flag reading "United We Stand" with a big fat HAWK in the middle. Oh man...what a city.
Quick Note:
You're not a New Yorker unless you were born in New York City. Sorry, just the way it goes.
but,
New York is like a big foster home: it will take you in no matter what and call you one of its own. Sure, it might beat the shit out of you. Sure, it might not feed you. Sure...it could even sexually molest you or force you into slavery...but,hey, it's home, dammit. Ya gotta love it...cause it sure do love YOU.
I :love: Manhattan. The rest of NY is acceptable.
Perhaps my pops sums it up best:
Manhattan: Unmatched excellence.
Rest of NY: Lao Bai Xing (not that there's anything wrong with that)
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Jersey girl born and raised by Jersey guy and a crazy Irish Catholic lady from Queens (spent a lot of time in Queens buying diapers for my grandma):
moved to New York in August 1997 to attend the "university of life" I was drunk the night before I came and randomly packed a bicycle tire pump because I was so excited and didn't know what I would need to start my new exciting life as a New Yorker.
Decided to go back to my root roots and moved to Dublin in January 2000.
moved back to New York in September 2000 (I missed the deli guys :love: and it sucks trying to learn how to skate board on cobblestone- I failed at that miserably). Yay New York!
moved to New York in August 1997 to attend the "university of life" I was drunk the night before I came and randomly packed a bicycle tire pump because I was so excited and didn't know what I would need to start my new exciting life as a New Yorker.
Decided to go back to my root roots and moved to Dublin in January 2000.
moved back to New York in September 2000 (I missed the deli guys :love: and it sucks trying to learn how to skate board on cobblestone- I failed at that miserably). Yay New York!
i'm a lifer
dad lived on upper east and mom lived on upper west. dad owned a bar. i grew up in a bar. for those of you who know me (all 2 of ya) this should come as no surprise.
many people have told me i am the only person they ever met who is born and raised. strangely enough- people often assume i am from the midwest, before i jump them and steal their wallets.
dad lived on upper east and mom lived on upper west. dad owned a bar. i grew up in a bar. for those of you who know me (all 2 of ya) this should come as no surprise.
many people have told me i am the only person they ever met who is born and raised. strangely enough- people often assume i am from the midwest, before i jump them and steal their wallets.
