The Quotable Bogopolis.com – 2006

So, here we find ourselves at the end of the year, looking back on what
was… This year was an amazing year for Bogopolis.com – it was amazing
fun writing and sharing my crazy life with you all.

I thought I would take some time, at the end of the year, to highlight
some fun posts seen throughout the year.

From Early January…

I personally believe that it doesn’t take much to be a New Yorker.
When you live here you realize that everybody’s originally from out of
town. The city doesn’t make you, your passion does. Your passion makes
you a New Yorker.

Your passion to live where there’s one tree per five city blocks. Your
passion to get up early in the morning and travel in(to) the city (while) being a
sardine in a subway train. Your passion to accept that things can change
in a second and everything is fluid. Your passion to try to be you and
only you.

Passion makes a New Yorker.

My Poker Skills…

Ok. So I’m not good at poker. I know this, and yes, my friends know it.

Trust me.

I just got done again being the first one out. I *was* doing good, honestly. But, you know it’s hard to risk an ace pair, when somebody forces you to go all in. How could I resist that? Could you resist that? Nor could I.

Now if I wouldn’t have convinced another player to go all in as well. As it turns out he had the high card and I didn’t.

OK. So, I’m not good at poker.

Bogopolis: A noun or verb?

Bogopolis.com :: Where some things make sense, and other things just ‘float’ on by…

Honorable Mentions

Under Cover Cabbie

Wedding Sponsorship

College Memories

Props and Pop Culture

Fruitiness (and not the nut cake kind)

Agree, disagree? Let Me Know:

  • ben

    Nice highlights from the past year. Although you are “looking back at what was,” not all of us are moving on. In fact, I have been and will continue to live each day as if it’s March 5, 2004. I had been unemployed for about 3 months and my money was running out. I thought about looking for a job and then went back to bed. I don’t see any reason to abandon that. It’s like “Groundhog Day,” perpetually stuck in the same 24 hour period. Almost three years later, I’ve become a jazz pianist and I use that talent to get women to fall in love with me for a few hours. Hope looking forward works out for you.