Death & Co.

I was looking for a place where my friends and I could get together to celebrate a very well deserved Happy Hour, two birthdays, a promotion and a long overdue departure. I saw it fitting to have that celebration in one of the locations Mr. Asshole was allegedly seen while his stay in NYC. Don’t know who Mr. Asshole is? Oh… Well… I can help you with that!

Moving on now…

Death & Co. could be difficult to find but it shouldn’t be a problem if you know what you’re looking for. Inside, the bar/lounge is dark, yet inviting. While waiting for my friends to arrive, I had a drink at the bar. I’m a simple girl with simple tastes, so I just ordered a screwdriver with a splash of cranberry juice. *SCREECHING TIRE SOUND HERE!*
They don’t serve cranberry juice??? Good Lorrrrd! They have a mighty good reason for it tho, they only serve drinks with freshly squeezed fruits (and whatnots). Cool!!! I can deal with that. So I had my screwdriver with a splash of pineapple juice instead.

Best.Screwdriver.I’ve.Ever.Had!

My friends started arriving so we moved to one of their tables. At Death & Co. you won’t be allowed to have a table unless you’re in a party of 3 or more. They have a wide variety of… interesting cocktails (with interesting names). The bartender seemed to take pride on their drink conjunctions. Anywhos… this being an All-Things-Twilight type of blog and all… LOOK AT WHAT I FOUND ON THEIR MENU!
I cannot make this shit up! Lol.

So we all had drinks, sang happy birthday, blew candles, had some bites, ate delicious cup-cakes from Crumbs, exchanged stories, pictures, movies (don’t worry, as long as I know what I’m talking about, nothing else matters, lol).
All in all, Death & Co was the perfect place to catch up with my friends, have some drinks, a few laughs and a hellofa gud time.

If you end up visiting, you won't regret it. Camera flash is NOT allowed, so if you wanna take pictures, you better have night vision or a good ISO on your camera. The waitress came to us and told us (very politely) “no flash”, and we happily complied. They have a “first come first served” policy, and standing is NOT allowed, so if the place is full, tough noogies! Sit by the bar!!! I can think of two good reasons why to do so. First, drinks are cheaper! and second, you’ll get to see how these crazy drinks are made. Death & Co. doesn’t serve full meals, but they do serve “fancy” appetizers (or tapas) which they call "bites". Some are a bit pricey but you can certainly have a bite for under $10. Staff was VERY accommodating. Cons? I didn’t find any with neither the establishment nor the staff, but I wasn’t too crazy about its location... its right across from the projects!

I’d go back to Death & Co. in a heartbeat!

Posts going Postal

WARNING!!! SOME EXPLICIT LANGUAGE BELOW!!

What has the webworld come down to!

Ok, so I'll admit it! I have been following this one website (which name I will NOT disclose), to keep myself updated and be in the "in" regarding Robbie's whereabouts while filming "Remember Me". I have come to the low point where I refer to myself as an Rpattz stalker. A title that I have very well earned since I have barely stopped going to set since this whole crazy frenzy started. There! I said it! Now find me and handcuff me! This one right here double dare ya! Hahaha.

Aaaanywhos... Today this no-name website was pretty darn "exciting". As most of the visitors there knew, "Remember Me" filmimg has been moved to some studio in NY (boohoo for us), but some one (or a couple of someones) had the "amazing" idea to post false statements (and therefore false hopes)about the movie being filmed in Midtown Manhattan.

And then confusion started! Some girls actually went to Midtown with the hopes of seeing Mr. Sparkly, while others might have just hauled it there to see the famous "PAs"... Whatever tikles your fancy.

Either way, chaos broke loose and people got mad, while others were cracking up. I'll admit I was laughing my ass off from the first post all the way to the last one! How do these people come up with this stuff?!?!

I know I might be the only one reading this blog (since I'm the writer, lol) but for my imaginary readers, I took it upon myself to take a few pictures of these posts and post them here. I just didnt think it fair for me to be the only one to have a laugh, ya know? Hehe. Click on the picture so you can have a better view.

So here ya'll go! Have a laugh and enjoy! ;-)

Edit:

I wrote this blog last night and I was really tired so I didn’t even get to the point of it. Which is… Why do people have to see a good thing and turn it into shit. Don’t get me wrong, I love pranks! They make life better (for one of the sides anyways, lol), but, I think that this one got a bit out of hand. To place false hope onto others just to have a good time is not cool. If you’re that bored, why don’t you just grab a book! Make a blog! Call someone you haven’t spoken to in a while! Go to a museum! Do something productive or fun with your friends!

My concern now is that because of this, any other true “clues” of Robert’s or whoever’s whereabouts will be filled with doubt and suspicion as we wont know if it’s a prank or if it’s the real deal. Like always, it only takes one to fuck it up for everybody else.

Shame on you ladies… Shame. On. You!

Deception:

Appalled:

Just outrageous!

Punked:

Exposed:

Shout-Out!!

I promised myself I'd make this Blog completely anonymous, but I do want to say a big hello and a HUGE "thanks for the good times" to some of the Rob fans I've met during my NYC "Remember Me" set stalking.

So, to K from Queens, B from Union City, S from the Bronx, C and St from Brooklyn, J from Quebec, and C from Toronto... I was awesome to meet you all!!! I'm really happy our paths crossed!

United we stand in our Love/Hate for all things Rpattz. Cheers!!! To us caring enough to get "mad" at a total stranger when he don't give us the time of day!! LOL! Had I not lived it, I would not have believed it!!!

Gotta love those memories!

Let Me Vent a ‘Lil…

WARNING! EXPLICIT LANGUAGE BELOW!!!

*queue angelic chorus music*

It was a gray rainy morning on July 21, 2009 , when I found out that “Remember Me” would be filming 4 short blocks away from my own personal hell (a/k/a place of work). All hail the rain!!! Bad weather, less fans… No paps pictures on sight. No tweets galore. (Side note: Allow me to send a big wave and and a “HOLLA!” to all those IDIOTS that tweet play by play regarding what’s happening on set. Now… WTF do I care if you’re standing by or on the garbage? Too bad the garbage truck didn’t come and take you with it!). Sorry I got sidetracked. Lets continue… So yeah, all of those factors mentioned before could amount to the so awaited picture with His Majesty (a/k/a Robert Pattinson). YESSSSSS! The one and ONLY! Oooooh the possibilities! One’s GOTS to lurrrrve NYC! So exciting!!!

Clock turns 5:30 p.m. and I jet the hellz outta work! Make it to location in 10 minutes! Lemme tell ya, power walking is a bitch with my old knees but fuck-it! It’s fucking Robert Pattinson dammit! Crickets I hear, CRICKETS! Rpattz has been inside the building for hours, or so I’ve been told. Ok. I’ve got experience in the waiting department after a whole month of 100% stalking (well… 80% to be honest). I can wait! Hours pass by and no sighting. Nothing better than people watching. On a recession like ours, I’ll take as much free entertainment I can get! I start watching the PAs (what does PA stands for anyways? Personal Ass-wipe? Production Asshole? Pricks Anonymous? I could think of a few more but I don’t wanna bore you). Wait. I can’t believe my eyes! Ok, can someone explain to me why in the world would “Rpattz’ Fans” want to take pictures with the HELP? Please explain that to me because I must be stupid or something since I can’t grasp the concept! Ladies! It is NOT cute to look desperate. Nor it is cute to dress like a whore to impress… Hm… who exactly are you trying to “impress” again? Did you know the “Service People” make fun of your sorry ass as soon as you turn around? Yeah, YOU are NOT cool for crushing on the “crew”. Actually, its somewhat embarrassing and really painful to watch. Why are you girls stooping to their level? Which is NOT high at all, let me tell ya. Ever heard of the term “Self Respect”? Maybe you oughta google that! ;-) .

Sorry I totally got off the subject! LOL. Where was I? Oh yes, the waiting patiently. So I’m chilling with a few friends, waiting for His Majesty. Its 10:30-ish p.m. Have I really been waiting here for a whole FIVE hours??? Ok, I’m pathetic. Then again, I had no other plans. I’m a single woman with no kids (and IF I was a mother and crazy enough to do this shit, I would certainly NOT bring my baby all the way from TEXAS or have my 11 year old kid sit on a dirty NYC sidewalk while being rained on (oh how I WISH you’d read this! you TWO crazy ladies know who you are) . Someone should call Child Protective Services on your ASSES!

Sigh. So Rpattz’ car gets moved from the road to inside the building's garage. The garage door is closed so at this point I’m thinking we won't see the ‘lil fucker at all. Yet, the side door to the garage is still open (so I see a ‘lil ray of hope) and...

*queue suspense music*

… I see movement! Staff people are exiting the building through that side door. THIS IS IT!!! THEY ARE COMING OUT!!! We will be able to get a miserable glimpse of Mr. P! Something’s better than nothing, right? Bodyguards start making a “human barricade” between the 25 fans (give or take a few) and the street. OH-MY-WORD!!!! ITS PIERCE BROSNAN!!! All hail 007!!!! Sooo MANLY! Soooo SEXY! Some girls yell his name. He looks at us and I believe he waved too, though my old eyes can’t see well in the darkness and my memory fails me all the time, but its good to imagine he did. His Majesty should follow soon! We wait a couple of minutes. They close the side door to the garage, and this is what we see…






Now... WHAT A CROCK OF SHIT IS THIS!!! No, it’s not a question, it’s a fucking statement!

Watch this…

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Yeah… You SAW (and if I get my hands on the clip, HEARD right!) This idiot had the nerve of: (1) getting in the car without allowing us take a peek, (2) allow the driver to honk the horn before driving away, (3) without even rolling down the stupid fucking window so we could see his nasty ass dirty hair and his scrawny sorry ass pale stubbly face! Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but… he DID chose to be an actor… right? Don’t male actors (the cute ones) get a big chunk of female followers? Isn’t that like… IDK… DEFAULT? Im pretty sure he knew it was a package deal. Didn’t he live that with the whole Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire movie? It’s a given that the fans surrounding him back then were certainly NOT interested in him but in Daniel Radcliff. But still, he SAW what comes with fame. I have to admit, I am very curious to know how is it that PIERCE BROSNAN is able to walk around with MAYBE one bodyguard, smile, take pictures with fans, signal the peace sign for pictures, talks to the homeless and other forms of appreciation, and yet… Robert Pattinson can’t do that.

Yeah, yeah, yeah… so he did “tend” to fans 3 days (prolly not even a 30 minute total in a whole month of filming?), still he never did so completely sober. Always smelling of alcohol and cigarrettes. Makes me wonder… is he really appreciative of the fans, or did "someone" make him come out and go through the dreading process of taking pictures with a handful of girls? Yeah, the same ones that buy his products, ergo, feeding his very mouth and ruining his bloody liver, staining his sodding lungs, paying for all his travels and buying his raggedy clothes!

All I'm saying is this... WE ALL BASICALLY PAY HIS FUCKING BILLS, AND HE CAN'T ROLL DOWN HIS STUPID PASSENGER'S SIDE WINDOW AND WAVE TO US? Oh, Excuse 'a moi Mr. President, I forgot we are just not worthy!

I am making a pact with me, myself and I that from now on I WILL NOT KNOWINGLY PURCHASE ANY SUMMIT ENTERTAINMENT MERCHANDISE and/or ANY OTHER PRODUCT WHERE ROBERT PATTINSON IS INVOLVED, because if I'm not worthy a push of a button, then he's not worth my hard earned money. Of course I have to exclude the whole Twilight (Movies) thing from this pact, since I've read the books and own the first movie, but besides that, no more "official" Twilight merchandise for me!

GO SUCK IT!

Introduction

Im a single thirty something chica living in New Jersey who commutes to NYC every day to her sucky hellish job. Life was pretty ordinary and boring until the AMAZING RPATTZ came to town! JOY oh JOY!!! Well... my experiences stalking the sets have made me want to create a blog so here I am... in the hopes, that my four new stalker friends will join the cause to RIP A NEW ONE to the cast and crew of the new Robert Pattinson film "Remember Me"... Of course we can talk about other things as well, but for now... since I'm bitter, this will have to do.

This should be fun! Read... Have a laugh... Enjoy ;-)

If you are the sensitive type... just close this window and read some other blog. Don't let the door hit ya!

Sincerely,

The Slayer