DJ Cesa (cyrus) Does The Four Corners Thursday (8-10)

The Four Corners (8-10)
DJ Cesa brings together music from the four corners of the world mixing Hip Hop, Pop, African, Latin, Eastern, and Reggaeton into one melodic rhythm.

Come listen to a combination of world and American music that you’ve never experienced before. And do it while you sip on Babel drink specials ($3 shots, $5 wine, $5 mixed drinks) or smoke a hookah for $15.

It’s your post-work relaxation style that will transition you right into the

Hookah Thursday Party at 10:00 with the usual free:

Grey Goose Bottle
Never-Ending Hookah
& Drink Specials (until midnight)

DJ Soldier takes over the DJ style from 10:00 onward.

*No Cover all night…
Babel (The Four Corners 8-10) (Hookah Thursday 10-3)
131 Avenue C
Between 9th and 8th streets.
(take F to 2nd Ave or L to 1st Ave.)
(or 5$ cab ride from union square or w. village)

Hookah Thursday Photos : http://www.flickr.com/photos/83466411@N00/sets/72157594373017602/

*Forward widely

I’m Djing This Thursday 9-10 Right Before Hookah Thursday!

Please try and come through and show support @ 9:00!

It’s my second time up, and it may never happen again!

From 9-10 I’ll play an eclectic mix of electrically relaxing music.

And then at ten the usual Babel Hookah Thursday with the free:

Grey Goose Bottle & Hookah

As always…

Cy

Babel @ 10:00
131 Avenue C
Between 9th and 8th streets.
(take F to 2nd Ave or L to 1st Ave.)
(or 5$ cab ride from union square or w. village)

Why Can’t You Just Serve Me Tap Water?

Last time I went salsa dancing I had worked up a mighty sweet with a woman who almost broke me in two (in fairness to me I had just spent a week celebrating my birthday – so I was not in very good shape). I staggered up to the bar (that I had already bought two mojitos from + tip) and asked for water. The guuy pulls out bottled water and I say no thanks…just the tap.

“No… we only sell bottles of water here”.

Now wait a second. Tap water costs you nothing. I paid $5 dollars to get in here. Indeed since then I’ve paid $12 in drinks + $2 in tips, totaling $19 dollars, and you’re going to charge me for something that is free.

I geared up for a major battle of wills and rhetoric…but it seems the look of madness on my face as I held onto the edge of the bar perspiring profusely had an effect. The guy way like, “just forget it, it’s cool,” and covertly sprayed tap water from the soda fountain for me.

I said “thanks” and left feeling victorious.

But then again, tap water is free….

Where is our humanity?

My Photography: Cuba 2000

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How Do Coffee Shops Stay in Business?

Think about it. Coffee is not that expensive, and people just lay around their shops most of the day nursing one serving of coffee while they sit at the small table that they make into their command center with a computer, books, cell phone, and often, other weird stuff.

And yet, rents in New York are incredibly high. I honestly just don’t understand how selling coffee can be profitable enough to pay for $20,000 dollar (or who knows how high) rents, and all the other costs of business including wages.

Sure on high density spots, especially near offices, I can see how it works out. But in less dense non-commercial parts of places like (places in) Brooklyn and the East Village?

How do these guys stay afloat?

Are they a racket…what’s the deal?

Planet Earth & Iguazo

Last night I was watching Discovery Channel’s amazing “Planet Earth” series. Mrod is also obsessed with it. They were surveying some of the most beautiful rivers and waterfalls in the world. They focused a few minutes on Iguazo Falls on the border of Brazil and Argentina.

As I watched the wide-angle shot of the falls I was like….I’ve been there.

It seems impossible, but I spent an entire day just walking through and around those falls, and could have spent another entire day there. They’re really just that amazing.

The fact that I’ve been so lucky to see a place that most can only watch on the Discovery Channel gave me a few moments of pause to consider just how damn lucky I am.

Then I went back to being upset about some small trivial thing…

Words Every American Should Think Hard About

“A civilization that proves incapable of solving the problems it creates is a decadent civilization.

A civilization that chooses to close its eyes to its most crucial problems is a stricken civilization.

A civilization that uses its principles for trickery and deceit is a dying civilization.”

- Aimé Césaire

My Photography: Dominican Republic 1997

Should You Hold the Elevator Door?

I think that it’s a telling commentary on your character. It’s an impossible catch 22. The more willing your are to hold the door, the more likely you will get late in getting to where you are going. However, when we rush in and quickly push the close door button, even as you see somebody coming for the elevator, a little bit of your humanity dies.

At the same time, often people take advantage of your kindness and bring their whole frickin family on right behind them, making your wait sometimes minutes longer.

I can say I’ve been guilty of the elevator enter-quick-button-push-I-don’t-really-see-you coming-but-I-actually-do-but-am-just-ignoring-you move. But, I’ve only done this at work, and when I’m late.

I feel okay about doing it in buildings (like my office) that have a lot of rapid fire elevators going up all the time.

Then again, often it’s you running for the elevator late who just needs that one good soul to hold it for you for you to make it to work on time.

And if you accept that it’s okay to press close door, it means you would close the elevator door on yourself, which is……a bit disconcerting

My Poetry: Pledge

I will not pledge my undying allegiance to the flag,

Until the flag pledges its undying allegiance to me.

I will not stand a moment in silence for the national anthem,

Until the national anthem stands a moment in silence for me.

I will not sing patriotic songs for love of country,

Until my country sings love songs to me.

Lovely love songs make the world go round.

Sweet syphilis dreams in November,

Make me remember,

When will they come to heal me?