<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:34:29.901-05:00</updated><category term='shamans'/><category term='Michelle Cabral'/><category term='Vermont'/><category term='piercing'/><category term='Rensselaer.'/><category term='Dr. Jay Hamer'/><category term='Washington Park'/><category term='screaming'/><category term='New York Folklore'/><category term='Big Boys'/><category term='German Shepherds'/><category term='New York State Liquor Authority'/><category term='Chestnut Lodge'/><category term='head shops'/><category term='Perishables'/><category term='Transmandible'/><category term='Price Chopper'/><category term='Interviews'/><category term='Bombers'/><category term='Capital District Sports'/><category term='Lake Champlain'/><category term='Rensselaerville'/><category term='William Kennedy'/><category term='Samantha Smith'/><category term='John Urbanski'/><category term='Palace Theatre'/><category term='River Rats'/><category term='Dead President&apos;s Lounge'/><category term='Jack&apos;s Diner'/><category term='One-Hour Sit-Downs'/><category term='Lark Fest'/><category term='DiCarlo&apos;s'/><category term='Lark Street'/><category term='Mary Jane Books'/><category term='Tony Geras'/><category term='The College of Saint Rose'/><category term='Albany'/><category term='California'/><category term='Lark Tavern'/><category term='Teresa Farrell'/><category term='David Quinn'/><category term='Psychoanalytic theory'/><category term='Brigid Berlin'/><category term='Moby Dick'/><category term='Tulip Fest'/><category term='Heather Dingman'/><category term='Sarah Downing'/><category term='Jerry Jennings'/><category term='Times-Union'/><category term='Andy Warhol'/><category term='Valentines'/><category term='Larry King'/><category term='Aqua Ducks'/><category term='Crossgates Mall'/><category term='Modern Primitives'/><category term='carpentry'/><category term='G. Jinx Masilotti'/><category term='Siena'/><category term='Carlsbad'/><category term='Alex Tunney'/><category term='Megan Wright'/><category term='Emily Catherine Massa'/><category term='Dan Henderson'/><category term='mcdonalds'/><category term='Freud'/><category term='Albany Conquest'/><title type='text'>banalbany.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daniel Nester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12135073788017492685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/S4hcU8AtyWI/AAAAAAAAApg/-xs1EKRaY7o/S220/about_danielnester_2006_300pixelssquare.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-5778412974935420037</id><published>2010-08-06T19:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T19:14:31.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night in Albany</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jb57CJT6C78/TFyXOCU9LMI/AAAAAAAAACA/5yR-4XFax40/s1600/Photo+on+2010-07-17+at+22.06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jb57CJT6C78/TFyXOCU9LMI/AAAAAAAAACA/5yR-4XFax40/s320/Photo+on+2010-07-17+at+22.06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502439112138632386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never fails to amaze me how the landscape of Banalbany changes over the course of the year. The colleges are influential in a good and bad way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being here during the summer months because of the weather, more events going down (yo) and you don't need to be shoulder to shoulder at the bar on Madison Avenue if that's not your kind of thing. Unless it is. I won't judge you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your Friday night shaping up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your enjoyment, here's a picture of me as I play with Photo Booth on my laptop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-5778412974935420037?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/feeds/5778412974935420037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1362269097704223587&amp;postID=5778412974935420037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/5778412974935420037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/5778412974935420037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2010/08/friday-night-in-albany.html' title='Friday Night in Albany'/><author><name>Randy Hernandez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06272293419474012177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jb57CJT6C78/StyRhYbMKtI/AAAAAAAAABg/0tJNAkZg4Y8/S220/100_0420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jb57CJT6C78/TFyXOCU9LMI/AAAAAAAAACA/5yR-4XFax40/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-07-17+at+22.06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-8556366452390769915</id><published>2009-10-19T11:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:48:53.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.fixya.com/P/Pride%20Mobility%20Products/118x100/53809378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 100px;" src="http://images.fixya.com/P/Pride%20Mobility%20Products/118x100/53809378.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing of how over the course of the past year or so, I've never been so many people ride their motor scooters in the middle of the street like I have recently. Especially as you get towards downtown Albany on Route 20. These road warriors are convinced these machines give them an edge in a battle against sidewalk walkers or even a CDTA bus. I'd rather not see the result of that unless the motor scooter itself transforms into a bus and goes head to head. If I can see that happen, go right ahead and rumble on the street. Just don't get in front of me unless you want to get with my blinders up front.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-8556366452390769915?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/feeds/8556366452390769915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1362269097704223587&amp;postID=8556366452390769915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/8556366452390769915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/8556366452390769915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-amazing-of-how-over-course-of-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Randy Hernandez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06272293419474012177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jb57CJT6C78/StyRhYbMKtI/AAAAAAAAABg/0tJNAkZg4Y8/S220/100_0420.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-228746805105183818</id><published>2009-06-04T20:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:47:07.589-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='River Rats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerry Jennings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DiCarlo&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palace Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aqua Ducks'/><title type='text'>It's Our Two Cents: A Larry King-ish Joint.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/Sihn2gDrB8I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eN2R2r-ArUs/s1600-h/nunsinstorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/Sihn2gDrB8I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eN2R2r-ArUs/s400/nunsinstorm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343635143891027906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumpers should be used, so I use mine when I park in Albany… I’m trying to teach my dog to piss on the trees… I saw Jethro Tull, leather vest and all, at the Palace Theatre… I'll admit it: I've kicked tulips in Washington Park… Outside of a few choice bars, Albany could create its own version of MyNewHaircut… What's the point of traffic lights in Albany?... Running is not a sport… Unless you're running from a man in a hooded, black sweatshirt, or you're in a match with a referee never run for fun… Points should be given to motorists that hit these short-shorts people… The River Rats should ride to home games on the AquaDucks… The Pump Station sells beer-to-go in nice looking growlers—unlike Mayor Jennings' horrible tan…&lt;br /&gt;If you’re going to park in Albany here's a thought: don't…When I was a kid trees was what we used to call weed…Saw a production of Cats at the Palace; it put any production on Broadway to shame…I got lost in Washington Park once, and I have the track marks to prove it…I don't go to bars in Albany very much, but when I do I get fucking hammered…Why can't I go right on red all the time. What is this, Russia?…If you hit a jogger with your car, an angel gets its wings…A machine that can drive and sail is an unholy machine…Went to a fancy restaurant in Albany once, and then spent an hour on the can wishing I hadn't…Mayor Jennings: If there is a more beautiful man on this earth, I haven’t met him…Careful taking a taxi home in Albany. The drivers will kill you for your fillings…Why is there never any convenient parking in front of bars, I hate walking… In my opinion, trees make excellent homes for birds and squirrels… Should the Palace Theatre have a moat? If so, how many crocodiles should there be?...Washington Park, why not Lincoln Park?...  Is it because that name was already taken by a band?... Why are bars so loud?... I think they could make yellow lights shorter and nobody would notice… Why would somebody run for no reason?...  They should at least be trying to get away from something scary… Do Aqua Ducks get better mileage on land or in the water?...Why are they called waiters when you’re the one always waiting for them?...Always keep motion lotion on hand when parking in Albany… Every tree in Albany is equipped with its own homeless person… Nobody straddles a piano bench like Tori Amos at the Palace Theatre… Washington Park: it's not just for executions over sneakers anymore…The best pickled eggs in town are at the Palais Royale… DiCarlo's is poop-your-pants kind of fun… Crossgates Mall is the first mall of its kind with an interstate running through it… Albany is so green its gotten rid of the yellow and red on traffic signals… Mayor Jennings = orange skin + white teeth… The last jogger in Albany was sighted in August of 1987… The Alive at Five crowd is thrilled with downtown Albany's new system of aqueducts… I had the Koto experience and didn't love it…I went into Ichiban's on Central Ave in Albany for five minutes to pick up food with my dad and as I came out, there was a parking ticket on my car… Why is the area called Pine Hills?...  Because there's so many trees…I went to see Kat Williams' comedy act at the Palace Theatre last year, but instead of opening comedy acts, there were rap acts.  For a rapper like me, even I thought this was bullshit…Washington Park: the park that never sleeps, except the bums…Albany bars:  either they're ghetto or college ghetto…Fuck the traffic lights on both Western and S. Main and Madison and S. Main.  I can never make it through the both of them without some asshole left turner who doesn't have the balls to jet out before the car that has the right away…I want to randomly start running next to some jogger one day and see how he/she reacts…Restaurants in Albany are just like any other small city with restaurants, only this city has Thai…When does Mayor Jennings &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;have a tan?...Parking in Albany is as easy as sticking your dick in a Cheerio…Albany's youth culture has gone green….The Palace Theater, I spent a week there one night…Washington Park has more hobos than tulips….The Palais Royale is where low culture meets loose women…Can I make a right on red if it's a snow day?...Albany's pedestrians seem to think this is a real city. Who told them they could cross with impunity?...I’ve seen people take a bath at the aqueduct…Albany pizzerias don't have to aim high. All pizza tastes good at 4 A.M…Who cares about Mayor Jennings anyway?...&lt;br /&gt;The parking situation is so bad in downtown Albany that I leave my car in the campus parking lot and walk to the bars...The trees in Albany only serve to shelter mutant squirrels as they climb up ass-backward dragging a slice of pizza from the campus lawn…Only in Albany could the Palace Theatre be home to both high and low culture; whether it's drugs or Bill Cosby, entertainment doesn’t come cheap…Washington Park is most frequented during the bloom of tulips in May; the rest of the year it is known only for nightly muggings…Bars in Albany are home to all the crazy college girls who only have enough money to buy a miniskirt and fuck-me-pumps in the dead of winter. Out of money?... Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol…Traffic lights in Albany remind me of the movie Grid Iron Gangs…Joggers in Albany wait until commuter traffic hours just to piss off the people trying to get home for dinner. Hyperglycemic…Albany is proud to boast its newest vehicle of tourism in this historic city; Aquaducks…Restaurants in Albany are like mining for diamonds; the work that goes into finding a good one is worth the reward....You should take the bus…Dead bees fall from the trees in Albany…The blinking lights of the Palace Theatre may send me into a seizure-induced coma…While riding a bike in Washington Park a drunk girl nearly cracked her head open on the bumpy sidewalk when she flew over the handlebars…The bars in Albany are bars in Albany…The stoplights in Albany are on timers...Who uses timers anymore?...Only in Albany do you see joggers with a cigarette in their mouths…The Albany aqueducts are poisoned with disdain and hatred…There are no Phô restaurants in Albany.  Where do people eat when they have a hangover?...Mayor Jennings? Who is Mayor Jennings?…I feel a sick satisfaction when I park under a sign that says, "Commuter Parking Only," and I am a commuter! … Live squirrels live in trees. Dead squirrels live on the streets … It’s been three months, when are they bringing back Toni Bennet?... … I saw something swimming in the pond.  I thought it was a puppy.  It was a rat … Can’t see um’, Fuck um’ … I’ve got a joke: A guy walks into a bar and says, ‘Welcome to Albany!’ … Rape-me is written across their bouncing bosoms … from Arbor Hill to the Hudson, like a daydream on crack rocks … all burritos come in the size: Bigger than your face … Just moved in January, haven’t met him … I carry a wine cork remover for protection … there’s a bike lock on my bike lock … in the future the ice cream truck will get your attention by blasting off nuclear missiles, for now: count your blessings … when riding skateboards, watch out for man-holes…Fire hydrants are overrated…The only purpose of trees is to breed shitting birds…Elmo at the Palace, pure frigging hell…Pond warning: Ignore floating bodies…The dirtier the bathroom, the cheaper the drinks…Let me give ya a tip: Walk around Saint Rose at night if ya wanna to get away with a fast mugging…Does anyone even jog in Albany?...If you’re ever in Albany flip off the duck for me…Debbie's Kitchen #16 get it…Jennings orange skin is genetic, he’s part Umpa-Lumpa.--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A group Larry King homage by Ryan Callender, Allison Chin, Louis Cortina, Danielle Ely, Sean Hagin, Beth Hines, Randy Howard, Lyndsay Marchetti, Scott Wheatley, and ILLiptical, The WizARd of MARS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-228746805105183818?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/feeds/228746805105183818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1362269097704223587&amp;postID=228746805105183818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/228746805105183818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/228746805105183818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-our-two-cents-larry-king-ish-joint.html' title='It&apos;s Our Two Cents: A Larry King-ish Joint.'/><author><name>Daniel Nester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12135073788017492685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/S4hcU8AtyWI/AAAAAAAAApg/-xs1EKRaY7o/S220/about_danielnester_2006_300pixelssquare.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/Sihn2gDrB8I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eN2R2r-ArUs/s72-c/nunsinstorm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-2112960739032628658</id><published>2009-05-25T07:00:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T10:06:12.174-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chestnut Lodge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather Dingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychoanalytic theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The College of Saint Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Jay Hamer'/><title type='text'>'You’re my friend, right?': An Interview with Dr. Jay Hamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_O7SwzjyMo/Sd0csQYohRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tpZvlWZRIJk/s1600-h/DSC02760.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322441881259902226" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_O7SwzjyMo/Sd0csQYohRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tpZvlWZRIJk/s400/DSC02760.JPG" style="height: 300px; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"The way I personally approach psychotherapy is very much about creativity and spontaneity": Dr. Jay Hamer in his traditional therapeutic pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You’re a counselor at &lt;a href="http://www.strose.edu/default.aspx"&gt;The College of Saint Rose&lt;/a&gt;, but I also know that you like to dabble in music as a hobby. How did you get started with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a lot of people, I listened to music that I liked as a teenager. Being inspired, I thought, maybe I could make something that sounded sort of like that. So I bought a guitar and started teaching myself to play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you feel that you get out of being a musician?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to do spontaneous things as opposed to just reading music and playing what I see. Being a musician feels playful and joyful. I think as an adult, we often don’t get enough opportunity to experience a sense of play and joyfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you feel like it helps you deal with the stress of your job? Would you say music is your preferred coping mechanism?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say it is one of my preferred. I also like going to see films. They are probably tied as my two favorite things to relieve stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Were you aware that of all the arts, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sigmund_Freud"&gt;Freud&lt;/a&gt; was least receptive to music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He probably interpreted people playing woodwinds as being orally fixated. Freud suspected that deep down inside we are all conflicted and violent. I imagine he would value art in general, and that it would be both fascinating and scary to him. I didn’t know in particular that he was hard on music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to me that he didn’t care for music, given his fixation on sexuality, particularly childhood sexuality. Music is very sensual, with a great deal of bodily involvement. I can’t help but wonder why he would be more interested in say, poetry than music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freud was so grandiose that it was probably as simple as he wasn’t very good at music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where do you think creativity fits into psychology when it comes to working with clients?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my first year of graduate school, I nearly got kicked out of my program for writing a paper explaining what I thought psychotherapy was. I wrote about it as a creative, artistic process, and the professor hated that. I remember him screaming and yelling at me out in the hall. It really caused me to think, and set some goals for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the one hand, I wanted to quit, but there was something that kicked in with me that said, “No, I think that I know what I’m talking about, and I’m going to stick it out.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for me, the way I personally approach psychotherapy is very much about creativity and spontaneity that is informed by empirical literature. I read the literature; I know all the tools and have them at my disposal, but still I am just like an artist picking the right color and the right brush. I still choose the right intervention as informed by research, but ultimately it comes from a creative place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you think that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychoanalytic_theory"&gt;psychoanalytic theory&lt;/a&gt; still has validity in today’s society?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think it has validity. I think what you have to do with psychoanalytic theory is subtract out the things that are ridiculous, and see what’s left. I think that a significant number of therapists believe that there are psychological processes that are less than conscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing about psychoanalytic theory has to do with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transference"&gt;transference&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Countertransference"&gt;counter-transference&lt;/a&gt;. I think that anybody that does this work sees that after awhile. Clients often project stuff on to you, by virtue of being their therapist, and those therapists do the same with clients. Having some type of awareness of that process being out there is really important to doing good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was it like working in Rockville, Maryland at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chestnut_Lodge"&gt;Chestnut Lodge&lt;/a&gt;, a psychoanalytic-oriented hospital?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of my first job, it was really interesting. It was founded by Harry Stake Sullivan who was in the Freudian line. It was a country club for very rich, very crazy people. Consistent with strict Freudian practice, they met with a psychotherapist four times a week for therapy. They believed that therapy still cured the most ill people. This was starting to change when I was there, but for a long time they tried to never use medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A method we used to sedate people was something called “cold wet sheet packs.” A client would be wrestled to the ground and then wrapped in ice-cold sheets. What happens is that when the body is that cold, the blood apparently rushes to the abdominal area and slowly starts to expand. That gradual expansion of warmth in the body is sedating. So, it does actually work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What was your first day like at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.dhhs.state.nc.us/mhddsas/Umstead.htm"&gt;John Umstead&amp;nbsp;Hospital&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked in, not really knowing where I was. At the time, the patients were doing their morning chores. There was this fellow playing (really loudly) some &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Jackson_5"&gt;Jackson Five&lt;/a&gt; song, and he had this great big, wonderful, Afro. He was playing air guitar on his mop and I thought, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ts kind of nice, I kind of like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this fellow walked up to me, stuck out his hand and said, “You’re my friend, right?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought, trying to apply all my knowledge, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay, how should I answer this question, I’m not really his friend, but we’re friendly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I’m thinking this he said, “You’re my friend, right?!” a little bit louder, a lit bit more agitated. Then I started talking, “I guess.” He got really upset and started saying, “You’re my friend, you’re my friend!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started escalating, and I thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh my God! What I am going to do? I’m going to be attacked by a patient on my first day!&lt;/span&gt; By instinct, I just blurted out, “Yeah, I’m your friend," and then he said, “O.K.,” and he immediately quieted down and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was fixated on trying to be a professional psychologist, you know, what does theory say is the right thing? All he wanted to hear was that I was his friend. He just wanted some reassurance. It was a good lesson.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--&lt;a href="http://students.strose.edu/dingmanh484/"&gt;Heather Dingman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-2112960739032628658?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/2112960739032628658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/2112960739032628658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2009/05/youre-my-friend-right-interview-with-dr.html' title='&apos;You’re my friend, right?&apos;: An Interview with Dr. Jay Hamer'/><author><name>Heather D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9_O7SwzjyMo/Sd0csQYohRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tpZvlWZRIJk/s72-c/DSC02760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-1071863275125590333</id><published>2009-05-19T06:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:58:43.076-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcdonalds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albany'/><title type='text'>Tuesday 5/19 in Banalbany</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/ShKs2_mMYhI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hZYzh3Qi050/s1600-h/mcdonalds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/ShKs2_mMYhI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hZYzh3Qi050/s400/mcdonalds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337518569172001298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good morning you crazy Banalbanians. Here's a quick look at what's going on in your 'hood this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a page of New York City's playbook once again, the rest of the state is looking into having chain restaurants and supermarkets post calorie counts of all products that are sold. I wonder if fast food chains are included as part of the deal. I say if we're going to kick the bucket, we might as well do it with something we all do and for cheap. And that's clog our arteries. No one will admit it, but we all know the food is better when you can see the grease through the bag. That's what happened when I went to Five Guys in Glenmont yesterday and felt no guilt at all. I wish we had a McDonald's that looks like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also going on...the state wants to ban text messaging while driving statewide now. Here in Banalbany, Schenectady County are the only ones who have as law and Albany County will join them soon. Pretty soon car makers will make cars where your hands will be glued to the steering wheel the moment you get into the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a Tuesday morning in Banalbany. What's your story today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-1071863275125590333?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/1071863275125590333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/1071863275125590333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2009/05/tuesday-519-in-banalbany.html' title='Tuesday 5/19 in Banalbany'/><author><name>Randy Hernandez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06272293419474012177</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jb57CJT6C78/StyRhYbMKtI/AAAAAAAAABg/0tJNAkZg4Y8/S220/100_0420.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/ShKs2_mMYhI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hZYzh3Qi050/s72-c/mcdonalds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-4447307951658143307</id><published>2009-05-18T07:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:26:55.283-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shamans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Megan Wright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vermont'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teresa Farrell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The College of Saint Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lake Champlain'/><title type='text'>The Cliff-Jumping Shaman-in-Training: An Interview with Megan Wright</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T60ft3gZvhQ/Sd0Y2ctvSWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GNAN34AjaLs/s1600-h/Meg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322437658321832290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T60ft3gZvhQ/Sd0Y2ctvSWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GNAN34AjaLs/s400/Meg.jpg" style="height: 270px; width: 360px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;"I like to help people": Meg Wright looks into our soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Megan Wright is a sophomore who used to go to Saint Rose and now attends University of Vermont in Burlington. I caught up to her on a rare visit to Albany and sat her down to ask about Vermont, hippie stuff, and her studying to become a holistic healer. Yep, that’s right. A Shaman&lt;/i&gt;.--Teresa Farrell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, OK. My Spanish teacher in high school told me I couldn’t apply to any schools in Vermont because ‘bad things’ would happen. I think he meant that I would turn into a hippie. And be on hardcore drugs. But to be fair, nobody's said anything about drugs in this conversation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But there are a couple things I’m wondering about. Like how safe do you feel there? And I know you grew up in Virginia, really rural and everything, so just give me a sense, I guess, a comparison of the three?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, wow, I could definitely draw more similarities between my home state Virginia and Vermont. As a matter of fact, when I was considering Vermont for transfer over the summer, many people who came through my place of work--a resort in the hills of Virginia--remarked on how similar the mountains and the landscape are, and I would have to agree. And I do feel safe here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Burlington is the perfect combination of city culture with country vibes and views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ok. So I know at least while you were at Saint Rose, you used to be an English major, and music major, which are both pretty creative things. So why did you change to psych? I don’t follow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I’m starting to differentiate between my hobbies and potential careers. For me psych was the next logical choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since a young age I've been that person who everyone finds easy to confide in. I feel that I am empathetic and sympathetic and I can offer insight to situations. But the main driving factor of my choice is my desire to help people find their releases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T60ft3gZvhQ/Sd0ZeQVLCmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ClN61ZALZTs/s1600-h/Meg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That’s awesome. So, umm. Do you remember the first time someone did that for you? Like, the first time someone came up to you and was, like, You’re the only person I can tell this to? You don’t have to tell me who it was. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I've heard that phrase a surprising amount of times, "I haven't told this to many people," or "You're the only one I can tell this to." I don't remember honestly who the first person was, but the most recent was my friend Kayla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T60ft3gZvhQ/Sd0Zq8hhfxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uvt3wFHuMxU/s1600-h/Meg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322438560213729042" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T60ft3gZvhQ/Sd0Zq8hhfxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/uvt3wFHuMxU/s400/Meg2.jpg" style="height: 400px; width: 396px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cool. So how about this whole therapy thing, the whole holistic medicine business? I know you’re into that, but I’m wondering if you can explain why, cause I know I mean it’s not every day that you go to study psych for the sake of being a holistic healer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been interested in herbs and their medicinal properties. Did you know most chemical prescriptions have a basis in some herbal counterpart? And when I decided on psych as a major, it was only natural--pun intended [&lt;i&gt;chuckle&lt;/i&gt;] to combine the two. [&lt;i&gt;Gets serious again&lt;/i&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people today are dependent on dangerous medications, but with herbs and other alternative healing methods, they can be treated safely and sometimes more effectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right on! I know, I remember once being sick—I was always sick living in the dorms, like once my roommate had pink eye and the stomach bug at the same time and I couldn't escape--but you had this whole arsenal of herbal stuff that you wanted me to try for it. And I never would, but that’s not your fault, I’m just a skeptic. So what is it exactly that you want to do? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is this actually, like, being the Shaman in a tribe sort of thing?! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Laughs.&lt;/i&gt;] Not quite. I am looking into a much more professional setting, but relaxed at the same time. I would like to own a co-op or sorts with a partner, with a sort of "take care of the mind, by taking care of the body" motto. A combined gym, massage, aromatherapy, acupuncture, herbalist place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So is that like a health spa?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sweet. So ok, now, I know you go to school in Vermont for this, which is pretty perfect. So tell me a story! What was your first adventure there?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff jumping off of red rocks in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lake_Champlain"&gt;Lake Champlain&lt;/a&gt;. It was exhilarating and one of the most daring exploits I've had in a long while. I felt like such a daredevil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh my God, I love cliff jumping. I used to go up at my camp in the summer, technically I guess we were in Canada so we weren’t supposed to, in case anything happened, but usually it didn’t except once I almost died cause I slipped when I got up on the rocks. They were pretty high up but not far enough out, so you had to jump and I just didn’t, I failed to make it work at all. Everyone was so pissed. I almost got them all in trouble I guess. We were like fifteen though, who cares! But tell me the whole story. I want to hear it. Who were you with?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually went with my room mate and her boyfriend and his roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah? I think that’s one of those things everyone should do. At least once. It’s awesome, you’re so right. Is that what you guys do in Vermont? All this cool crazy adrenaline stuff? I’m jealous. Seriously, do you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the summer it's much more rampant, a need for thrills. It's as common as any other place steeped in the outdoors. Being active is very important to Burlington lifestyle, but during the winter, unless you do snow sports, you tend to hibernate and relax a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm so jealous. So do you go out and get crazy in the warm weather? Like what do you do? For example?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i&gt;Laughs.&lt;/i&gt;] Cliff jumping was the most exciting; I've taken up long boarding as well and just enjoying the scenery, sitting on the docks on Champlain, touring downtown and Church Street. It’s a beautiful place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh! Church Street, I've heard about it!! Pretend we’re there and be my tour guide. What’s good at Church Street?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Church Street is easy to discern from the other downtown streets. It’s marked off so cars can never drive down it, and it’s paved with bricks. All the shops are quaint stores, and most of them locally owned, as is the Vermont style. I recommend sticking to the outdoor shops. And in the summer, stalls and vendors come out. It's really like a cultural flea market in the 21st century. And it all leads down to the waterfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sounds awesome! So I have to ask this, cause we all know this is Vermont, ok. So are there hippies all over? Does it match the stereotype?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes [&lt;i&gt;Laughs&lt;/i&gt;] It certainly does. [Begins to recite passage that she wrote about Burlington] Burlington is a town of educated, health-nut hippies. A town that cares about global warming and recycling anything they can get their hands on and some things they can’t. And what better place to camp than the majestic peaks of the Green Mountains or the encompassing Adirondacks cupping the shores of Lake Champlain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You should write travel literature.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously--you've got me thinking about transferring. How’s the weather up there? I can’t deal with too much snow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, up until after winter break, I was feeling overly confident about handling the winters here. It seemed relatively mild and about the same intensity as what I had experienced in Albany. Then we got a cold spell that lasted for weeks—the kind that sinks into your bones and never leaves. Since then we have had a few warm days, but that icy bitter cold is never too far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ew. Sorry, I guess I’ll pass on that. Well, Meg, it was great catching up with you! Totally wish you the best with this whole Shaman thing, too. And, legit, sign me up when you open a place. I have ridiculous knots in my shoulders.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great talking to you too, Teresa! Come visit me sometime. Like you always say you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay. Just not when it’s 30 below.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-4447307951658143307?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/4447307951658143307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/4447307951658143307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2009/05/cliff-jumping-shaman-in-training.html' title='The Cliff-Jumping Shaman-in-Training: An Interview with Megan Wright'/><author><name>Reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474083914331264950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T60ft3gZvhQ/SskW-Vc523I/AAAAAAAAACY/CIB0nKYgNi0/S220/Angry+Reese+009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T60ft3gZvhQ/Sd0Y2ctvSWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/GNAN34AjaLs/s72-c/Meg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-1543546319735179125</id><published>2009-05-04T08:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:40:00.484-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York State Liquor Authority'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarah Downing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Price Chopper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perishables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albany'/><title type='text'>A Childhood Dream of Food: An Interview with Mary T, Price Chopper Price Accuracy Coordinator</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Four white walls surround the table Mary and I sit.  Birthdays of the Month,  Position Availabilities, Insider Notices all stare at us while we discuss Mary’s influence on &lt;a href="http://www.pricechopper.com/"&gt;Price Chopper&lt;/a&gt;. For almost 30 years she has dedicated her life to working with the public under our corporation. Managing different departments, keeping the store in check, and conversing with ‘regulars’; she has made a small difference in everyone’s lives she has touched. A part time job turned into a lifetime of challenging days, the many smiles, the laughter after something difficult was accomplished, and finally the small achievements that have been met.&lt;/span&gt; --Sarah Downing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you started working in the Deli Department when you were a senior in high school. Did you ever think you would come to love this job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’m a people person and I enjoy working with people; I love meeting new characters.  Working with the public is my type of career path.  I could not imagine working anywhere else. I like what I’m doing and it’s different day. Every day is a different challenge when I accomplish a difficult day it’s a motivating and encouraging feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the Price Chopper world, each store is a different volume, four being the highest and one being the lowest.  Because you have worked in numerous stores with all different volume numbers; which one would you prefer to work in? Which environment do you think fits you best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Westgate is my number one choice, it is a volume 2.  I like the clientele better here; it gives a person a rough edge. Our co-workers have tough attitudes being we work on Central Ave.  The surroundings are not picture perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This job is about being consistent.  Also, how you mold the associates you have to work with you to be the most productive. Being a team gets this job done right. My team works well together; we are always up front about issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone isn’t cutting it, then you have to put a smile on your face and try to keep up, make up for the work being lost.  You just need to smile and try to get the most work done in one day to make the store look presentable.  It’s my 100% responsibility.  When my crew doesn’t do their job to their fullest potential, then I look bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone here at &lt;a href="http://www.pricechopper.com/"&gt;Price Chopper&lt;/a&gt; has a different attitude towards work. What’s yours? Remember, ‘job’ and ‘work’ have different meanings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work seems like you are going to have to do work and you better hope that you enjoy what you’re doing. Work is about everyday life. You can’t survive without work.  Although this job is hard for me sometimes because I had been a manager such a long time; I have always been meticulous in my job. High &lt;a href="http://www.talkingretail.com/news/industry-announcements/9123-checkpoint-systems-introduces-evolve-shrink-management-platform.html"&gt;shrink numbers&lt;/a&gt;, for example, bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the Departments allow items to go out of code, or become damaged for some reason is something I also don’t quite understand.  Why, if an item isn’t moving very fast on certain days, why put out that much? Item movement is important especially in Perishable Departments to keep their shrink numbers down. Putting out a large amount of a certain item that will spoil quickly on a day when the store isn’t busy doesn’t make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working is how you’re doing your job and my job is my title. My job is my work and what is my work relating to? My job title is Price Accuracy Coordinator; my work consists of everything: monitoring all the departments, physically price changing the stock on the shelves, dealing with discontinued items. And the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A childhood obsession of food became a career for you.  Did you take after your parents in your career path?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was a cook, my mother was a nurse.  As a child I always dreamed of being a school teacher or on occasion of being a nurse.  Although I loved to cook in my free time, I was one of eight children and my father always was cooking around us.  That’s most likely why I liked being a Food Service Manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Besides dedicating your life to the public world in Westgate Price Chopper, you also worked another job for only six months. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well…before I started working for Price Chopper, I worked for the &lt;a href="http://www.abc.state.ny.us/"&gt;New York State Liquor Authority&lt;/a&gt;.  It was an interesting job, but I hated it. Completely opposite from the job I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in an office with no windows. I sat at a computer and typed these outrageous files of the applicant’s entire history and then filed them.  I did the same thing every day; repetition gained new meaning to me while I had that job. Here at Price Chopper, every day has a new mission, a new task to handle, new items to deal with, and people to converse and smile with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-1543546319735179125?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/1543546319735179125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/1543546319735179125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2009/05/childhood-dream-of-food-interview-with.html' title='A Childhood Dream of Food: An Interview with Mary T, Price Chopper Price Accuracy Coordinator'/><author><name>Sarah Downing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811544072301407919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-5102152807821363482</id><published>2009-04-27T07:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:00:00.342-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lark Fest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bombers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulip Fest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='California'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lark Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlsbad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lark Tavern'/><title type='text'>To Albany and Back: Josh Cotrona's Albany Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zDzy_3Wrcv0/Sd0LtVPCfXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/B46Lkam4Nug/s1600-h/josh+pictures.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322423208044035442" style="width: 268px; height: 400px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zDzy_3Wrcv0/Sd0LtVPCfXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/B46Lkam4Nug/s400/josh+pictures.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/11236127@N04/"&gt;Josh Cotrona&lt;/a&gt;, rocking a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baroness_%28band%29"&gt;Baroness&lt;/a&gt; t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The first time that I moved to Albany, I was only about nineteen years old. I never really went out or anything at that time. I guess I wasn't smart enough to get an ID back then. I would go to shows a lot, though. And &lt;a href="http://www.valentinesalbany.com/"&gt;Valentines&lt;/a&gt; sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did enjoy going to &lt;a href="http://www.albanyevents.org/events/event_detail.cfm?ID=2"&gt;Tulip Fest&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.albany.com/HotSpot_Washington-Park.cfm"&gt;Washington Park&lt;/a&gt;. And since I lived downtown on &lt;a href="http://www.larkstreet.org/"&gt;Lark Street&lt;/a&gt;, there was really no way for me to avoid &lt;a href="http://www.albany.com/news/larkfest.cfm"&gt;Lark Fest&lt;/a&gt;. I think that one of the stages was like right across from my apartment, so I was kind of forced to listen to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zDzy_3Wrcv0/Sd0MnBKJHwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4xVlaBOolG0/s1600-h/josh+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322424199087202050" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 178px; height: 355px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zDzy_3Wrcv0/Sd0MnBKJHwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4xVlaBOolG0/s400/josh+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing too crazy happened then. I guess the only thing would be that at that time when I lived downtown, sometimes I would find drunk people passed out by our entry way. Some would ask for money. But it wasn't often. It wasn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left, though, and went on a road trip to California. I didn’t tell anyone I was leaving. I didn't even tell my mom that I wasn't living around here anymore until I had been living out there for a month. She freaked out a little, but I kind of expected that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend I was with was from Colorado, so we stopped there on our way to California. When we were visiting his hometown, that's when I met my wife, Betsy. She was actually from Maryland and just happened to move out there. It was pretty random. We were both just in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived in &lt;a href="http://www.carlsbadca.gov/"&gt;Carlsbad&lt;/a&gt;, California for a while. When I was there she came out to visit me. I also went back to Colorado to visit her. And that was kind of how we started dating. We decided to move back east together. We moved to Newport, Massachusetts. About a year later we got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to move back to Albany because I grew up here and all of my family is here. It is also a lot cheaper to live in Albany than it is to live in Newport. Since we were trying to save a little money. Moving back was a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I live back downtown off Lark Street on Chestnut. Overall, I like living downtown. I still don't really go out that much. Sometimes I'll go to &lt;a href="http://www.bombersburritobar.com/main.html"&gt;Bombers&lt;/a&gt;. I used to go a lot when they had &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Win,_Lose_or_Draw"&gt;Win, Lose or Draw&lt;/a&gt;. That was fun. But now it’s a little too crowded for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do go to the &lt;a href="http://www.larktavern.com/"&gt;Lark Tavern&lt;/a&gt; sometimes. And I like going to the &lt;a href="http://www.spectrum8.com/"&gt;Spectrum&lt;/a&gt; for movies. I’m not that raw. I guess what I do here isn’t that raw, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to people-watch in Albany. I try never to talk to anyone when I do. But, sometimes someone will make eye contact and I can’t avoid it. I'll do it anywhere: a coffee shop, the laundromat, that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work as a freelance carpenter: remodeling, construction, painting. It's not hard to find work or anything, though. I just do it on my own. Sometimes I get work through somebody else, but mostly on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thought about moving out of this area. As far as living somewhere else in Albany, I would live over by &lt;a href="http://www.sphcs.org/"&gt;St. Peter's Hospital&lt;/a&gt;. I would move there if I was ready to have a home and settle down, if I wanted to have children and start a family. I'm not ready for that yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realistically, when we are ready for that, we probably won’t stay in this area at all. I would most likely move back to Massachusetts. It's a nice place to have a family and raise children.--&lt;em&gt;as told to Katie Serfilippi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-5102152807821363482?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/5102152807821363482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/5102152807821363482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-albany-and-back-josh-cotronas-albany.html' title='To Albany and Back: Josh Cotrona&apos;s Albany Adventure'/><author><name>Kate Serfilippi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06271070854436509232</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zDzy_3Wrcv0/Sd0LtVPCfXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/B46Lkam4Nug/s72-c/josh+pictures.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-2044563295431016320</id><published>2009-04-22T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:16:37.580-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dead President&apos;s Lounge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='screaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piercing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modern Primitives'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G. Jinx Masilotti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha Smith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Transmandible'/><title type='text'>'Not Everybody Bleeds': An Evening With G. Jinx Masilotti, BodyMod Artist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OScYTxcC6q4/Sd0IsbcdwlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rRhCSr0eC_o/s1600-h/370396627_1277524761_0+copy.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322419893996208722" style="width: 320px; height: 242px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OScYTxcC6q4/Sd0IsbcdwlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rRhCSr0eC_o/s320/370396627_1277524761_0+copy.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jinx, after the piercing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m here in &lt;a href="http://deadpreztattoo.com/"&gt;Dead President’s Lounge&lt;/a&gt; on Madison Avenue in Albany about to get my navel pierced. Can you tell me your name?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My middle name’s Jinx. That’s what everyone calls me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay Jinx. Is this navel piercing going to hurt a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No. On a scale of one to ten, I’d say it’s a four. At most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m tough. I think I can handle it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re tough, then I’d say three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People like you and I who deal with the public on a daily basis – I work at a McDonald’s – all find customers annoying sometimes. Do you have any specific pet peeves about things that customers do or say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest pet peeve is when people say, “I want to gauge my ears.” There’s no such thing! A gauge is a unit of measurement! So that would be like saying “I want to inch, or centimeter my ears.” You know? [Laughter] It drives me fucking crazy when they call the jewelry “gauges.” It’s like, no, that’s the unit of measurement! That drives me nuts. And it’s only been in the last three or four years people started doing that. I have to tell somebody every day, “It’s not gauging your ears! It’s stretching!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a very unique profession. What inspired you to be a BodyMod Artist?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a book when I was 16 called &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Modern-Primitives-Search-Andrea-Juno/dp/0965046931"&gt;Modern Primitives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and it was when the modern primitives movement was just starting. It showed me a whole different world of stuff that I’d never seen before. This book had scarification, branding, and suspensions. I got into it immediately when I was 18, right out of high school. I found a guy who owned a studio who would teach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lucked out, because I ended up getting two mentors: the shop owner mentored me, and a guy named Jack Yount who was mentoring the owner also mentored me. Jack was one of the first piercers in the U.S. He opened one of the first shops here. He died in 1997 at the age of 75 after 40 years as a piercer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things have changed a lot. It’s completely different now. It’s super commercial now. You can buy body jewelry anywhere. It’s just different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So how many piercings do you have?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wear jewelry in many of them anymore, but let’s see… [Counting on his fingers] Fifteen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fifteen! What was the one that hurt the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nipples. It hurts men a lot more because we have the same amount of nerves in a smaller surface area. Most women say it’s nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the first piercing you ever did and what was it like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A tongue and it was terrible. We used to have a release form that asked if you had any disorders. The girl was epileptic and didn’t tell us. I pierced her tongue and she had a seizure and I freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, I would’ve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well, I had EMT training. So that popped in and I did everything I needed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What’s the craziest piercing you’ve ever done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Trans mandible. Through the jaw. It comes out underneath the tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ow! Would you ever get that one done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[Chuckles] No. I don’t really wear a lot of jewelry any more. I get tattoos now. I don’t get pierced anymore. I have my micro dermals [on each cheek bone] but that’s it. I screw things onto them once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn’t it awkward when you have to pierce nipples or genitals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Not at all. It’s all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It’s all the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t believe you! I think that would be so awkward!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 15 years, it’s all the same. I’m pretty desensitized to everything. But right now you’re gonna feel me drawing on you, I swear it’s not a needle yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh my God, so this is the moment of truth? I won’t be able to watch this. I can’t. I hate stabbing.&lt;/strong&gt; [Chuckles] That’s fine. Stand up. I’m just gonna mark you a little more right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I seriously have a phobia though. That’s why I had to bring my roommate with me, just in case I pass out so she can drive me home!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure you’ll be fine! I’m gonna have you look in the mirror okay? I need you to stand perfectly straight, put your hands to your sides, and keep your head straight. When you move so does the center of your body. We want to get a nice perfect center, since I guarantee everything I do. All right, take a look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beautiful. I’m so scared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Just lay on the table. Don’t be scared. I’ll do it really quick, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do people scream a lot?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah. I don’t think you’ll scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ll probably just be like ah! [I make a crazy face.]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might say &lt;em&gt;ouch&lt;/em&gt; really loud. That’s common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. [Nervous giggles]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m just darkening your marks right now. [Holds up metal clamps] I’m gonna put these on. They’re gonna pinch a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;[I gasp] Told ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It feels so weird! [A noise of terror escapes my lips as he moves toward my belly button.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Okay, take a deep breath in. Let it out. Take a breath in. Let it out. Last one. In. And let it out, and…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AH! Ah ah ah ahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;That’s the worst of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That hurt!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you said you were tough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am tough! But it still hurt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the worst is over. Okay, you’re gonna feel a little tiny pinch right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it bleeding?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is that a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sure. Not everybody bleeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Samantha Smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-2044563295431016320?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/2044563295431016320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/2044563295431016320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-everybody-bleeds-evening-with-g.html' title='&apos;Not Everybody Bleeds&apos;: An Evening With G. Jinx Masilotti, BodyMod Artist'/><author><name>Samantha Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11691071751735067773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OScYTxcC6q4/Sd0IsbcdwlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rRhCSr0eC_o/s72-c/370396627_1277524761_0+copy.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-3796220651601942006</id><published>2009-04-19T19:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:23:49.382-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tony Geras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lark Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='head shops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Jane Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interviews'/><title type='text'>Warehouse Songs and Stories: A Conversation with Mike of Mary Jane Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqKZi-eB0L0/R6FLAT2Q4HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qF-ievIgH1A/s1600-h/Mike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161489116643254386" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqKZi-eB0L0/R6FLAT2Q4HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qF-ievIgH1A/s320/Mike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heading on over to &lt;a href="http://maryjanebooks.com/"&gt;Mary Jane Books&lt;/a&gt; to interview Mike, I was stopped by one of his coworkers, Nathaniel, who explained that Mike wasn’t in the store. He told me that if I still wanted to see Mike, he would be busy in their warehouse. This came as a big surprise. I was a bit skeptical at first--going into an unknown warehouse seems risky--but I was pleased to see Mike and a host of other people who only work exclusively in the warehouse waiting inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike offered me a chair, as he sat on a stool ladder.--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tony Geras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s just so weird interviewing you here, because I was expecting to go to the store. I was told by your friend Nathaniel to come here instead. I didn’t even know that you guys had a warehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;All the books that don’t get used during the semester get stored here and then a lot of books get bought off the internet and then we have to store them down here. We just sort them all down here; all the books that never get used for semesters you can get for a lot cheaper this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s kind of like a secret library, you know? There’s no sign showing this place is owned by Mary Jane Books, and there are literally thousands of books in here that aren’t held in the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yeah, it’s pretty cool down here. You can get out of the store; it’s not as stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything about the atmosphere here seems pretty laid-back. Both buildings have these hip, indie vibes. Do you listen to the kind of music that’s playing right now? What kind of music are you into?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We listen to all different kinds of stuff. I mostly listen to punk, a lot of underground stuff that you probably haven’t heard of before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What bands?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Big_Boys"&gt;The Big Boys&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haven’t heard of them. I’ve gone to some underground punk shows, too, but it really wouldn’t be “underground” if we’ve all heard of it before, huh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turns his attention to his coworkers as they’re walking by.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;You can get these guys to do an interview, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Laughs] So all you guys just come down here to chill?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. A lot of the book orders get handled down here, too. The deliveries come down here, and then we price them and make sure they're OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you guys ever just came down here when you were too stressed out at the store?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really. Usually we’re just down here when the book orders get in. Nathaniel works down here. Usually there’s not as many people working down here either. When kids come back from school for the first couple of weeks, more people are employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do to relax?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ride bikes a lot. I’m a big bicycle rider. Not so much in the winter but during the summer I’m outside every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think I’ve seen you riding around here before! Do you live in Albany, then?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, on Madison Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cool, I was going to head to Madison at some point. I was initially going to interview someone at a head shop down there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have no idea. There are so many!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know of a few that are on Madison, and there’s a bunch on Lark Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I ended up at one on Lark Street and the store got robbed while I was in there. When I went in, another person followed me inside and started asking for change; the lady working there told him that she doesn’t have any, but he could take a few quarters out of the tip jar. Then, he walked out with the tip jar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Laughs]&lt;br /&gt;Why do they have a tip jar in a head shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dunno. Has anything like that ever happened to you guys?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some lady tried to sell a library book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Really? Did it have the barcode and index thing on the back that you could tell?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had printed right on the front: Albany Public Library. I was like, “Uh, you should probably return this to the library.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-3796220651601942006?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/3796220651601942006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/3796220651601942006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2008/01/conversation-under-unexpected.html' title='Warehouse Songs and Stories: A Conversation with Mike of Mary Jane Books'/><author><name>TonyG*****</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uqKZi-eB0L0/R6FLAT2Q4HI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qF-ievIgH1A/s72-c/Mike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-8795151823836299279</id><published>2009-04-13T07:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:25:00.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emily Catherine Massa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lark Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carpentry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='German Shepherds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albany'/><title type='text'>What I've Learned: Steven Coffey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/SdzQuHA7tYI/AAAAAAAAAY0/emi6b6U74vA/s1600-h/311pictures+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/SdzQuHA7tYI/AAAAAAAAAY0/emi6b6U74vA/s400/311pictures+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322358350220604802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Steven Coffey, photographed in the author's kitchen in East Greenbush, NY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Construction Manager, 45, Albany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/profile.php?id=1435150970&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Emily Catherine Massa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You got to be mean. And I’m mean. &lt;/span&gt;I’m a carpenter by trade, but my vocation is construction management. To be a construction manager, you have to know how to technically do everyone else’s job, so you know they’re doing it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people in construction aren’t in it by choice. All they care about is getting home to the five o’clock cure. If they could be doing anything else, they would be. So you have to be very aggressive and patient at the same time. I’m basically a kindergarten teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve been doing carpentry since I was a very young man. &lt;/span&gt;My uncle was a builder. I got into the Marine Corps right after high school. I got out, went to college, and got a degree in Geology. My whole class was hired by Exxon. But I was a former specialist-in-nastiness, so I was more valuable to them as a Marine than a geologist. They said they were going to put a rifle back in my hands, and I just wasn’t having it. So I came back, and started to build. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve been shot twice. So I know all about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a development on my own and I needed money for everything. There used to be this “Money to Lend” feature in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New York Times&lt;/span&gt;. I answered one of the ads, and it was all very official. There was a lawyer and lots of paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I knew it, I was getting money in suitcases. Cash. It was just like in the movies, except these guys had real guns. But that didn’t really bother me. They didn’t shoot very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drink your beer. &lt;/span&gt;I was renovating a bar on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lark_Street"&gt;Lark Street&lt;/a&gt;, The Griffin. It was the end of the day, we were all done, the bar’s ready to open. I was sitting at the bar with the owner, his bartender, and my foreman having a beer. I hadn’t been drinking for a couple of years, so mine was just sitting in front of me. All of a sudden, this guy drags his girlfriend in off the street, down the stairs, beating her. Just horribly. Wailing on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I looked around and said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ll take care of this. &lt;/span&gt;I went over and intervened. In three-tenths of a second, I’ve had the guy’s arm twisted up behind his back and was tormenting him. The next thing I knew, I was waking up in the emergency room. The girlfriend had gone over to the bar, picked up the beer I wasn’t drinking, and cracked me on the back of the head with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have drunk my beer. It would have been lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When a German shepherd looks at you, it like they’re looking at your soul. &lt;/span&gt;I had this ninety-pound, solid black, German Shepherd I used to bring to the construction sites. Albany was pretty rough then. He would sit in front of the door and guard. If someone new came, he would just look at them. I’d had to say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, let them in&lt;/span&gt; for him to move. That dog was so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Both of my daughters are excellent carpenters. &lt;/span&gt;I could never stand the thought of somebody watching my children, so they would come to the site with me. When it was nap time, I would put a blanket in one those construction tubs, and they would take naps in the tubs with bulldozers and people hammering in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There used to be a lot of drinking on the job. &lt;/span&gt;One day my wife came by the site after work to take the little one home. The house we were working on was perfectly blank, just plain floors and sheetrock. So in the middle of this empty room is an empty beer can. And the little one walks up to the beer can, looks at it, and says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww fuck!&lt;/span&gt; And my wife looks at me and says &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That’s it!&lt;/span&gt; And that was it. My girls developed some foul mouths being on construction sites. But it hasn’t hurt their personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’m never going to retire. &lt;/span&gt;I’ll give up working seven days a week, but I’ll still build one or two houses a year. That should keep me fine; I don’t need anything to retire on. Really, it’s all for my kids.--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-8795151823836299279?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/8795151823836299279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/8795151823836299279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-ive-learned-steven-coffey.html' title='What I&apos;ve Learned: Steven Coffey'/><author><name>Daniel Nester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12135073788017492685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/S4hcU8AtyWI/AAAAAAAAApg/-xs1EKRaY7o/S220/about_danielnester_2006_300pixelssquare.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/SdzQuHA7tYI/AAAAAAAAAY0/emi6b6U74vA/s72-c/311pictures+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-6016987191989186846</id><published>2009-04-06T13:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:30:35.774-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Cabral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Warhol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brigid Berlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York Folklore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Quinn'/><title type='text'>School Play: David Quinn's Not-Great Story About His Short-Lived Film Career</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/SdpMUG0rSDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/21QkVv2lQbc/s1600-h/SchoolPlayScreenShot2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/SdpMUG0rSDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/21QkVv2lQbc/s400/SchoolPlayScreenShot2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321649818004310066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;David Quinn in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;School Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nyfolklore.org/pubs/news/nlws98/quinn.html"&gt;David Quinn&lt;/a&gt;—father, husband, lawyer, longtime Center Square resident, folklorist, brother of original MTV VJ Martha Quinn—has stories to tell. Leaning back in his office chair, it becomes clear that, despite calling a week on the set of an Andy Warhol production &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6011400188490301695"&gt;School Play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'not a great story,' he has no qualms about making it one.  “It was a great, great time to be 19,” he tells us. “I had the world by the short hairs.” He smiles as he reenacts his week, laughing at his 19-year-old-self and the adventures he had.&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2009/03/david-quinn-in-school-play.html&amp;amp;t=School%20Play%3A%20David%20Quinn%27s%20Not-Great%20Story%20About%20His%20Short-Lived%20Film%20Career#/profile.php?id=598266546&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Michelle Cabral&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the summer of 1969 and I had just dropped out of college. I went back to New York, back to my mother’s house, and found a job with a film production company. I thought that was what I wanted to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know anything about film, but I liked film, and thought I could do something with it. I got a job in the editing room, cleaning and splicing film together. It was mostly grunt work, but I told the guy I was interested in it and he sent me to Long Island University for a film production workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud Wirtshafter taught the course; he was this avant-garde filmmaker. He had a piece called “Polar Bears in the Snow.” It was just a blank white film with a voiceover, describing all these polar bears running around in a blizzard. It was ridiculous but hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, he was hired to do the camera work for this production out in Bridgehampton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked, “Who wants to come out and watch and maybe help out?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, Sure.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we go out to Bridgehampton and, lo and behold, all these Warhol Factory people are there. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taylor_Mead"&gt;Taylor Mead&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gerard_Malanga"&gt;Gerard Malanga&lt;/a&gt; were the most famous people. There was also a woman named &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brigid_Berlin"&gt;Brigid [Berlin]&lt;/a&gt;. She was this was this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hugely &lt;/span&gt;fat, very pale woman, famous for her nude calendar. Anyway, I was young, wasn’t bad looking, and this guy says, “Wanna be in this movie?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh shit. Sure, okay,” I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Put on this bathing suit.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god--I saw it coming. These were weird people, weird people, but peaceable people. Just a little weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/SdpMw0UzQ1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/Pq9EE1v3RN4/s1600-h/SchoolPlayScreenShot1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/SdpMw0UzQ1I/AAAAAAAAAYs/Pq9EE1v3RN4/s400/SchoolPlayScreenShot1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321650311254983506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The opening credits of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;.  Quinn's name is third down in the second column.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot of the movie was this series of dream sequences, sort of a Cinderella kind of fairytale thing. It was weird. And you know, when you shoot a movie, you never know what it’s about, unless you’ve written it or you're involved with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My character in this movie was one that would reappear in the various dream sequences with Brigid, who was the princess or whatever. Then we would repeat the scene with another woman who was just the absolute visual negative of Brigid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would repeat those scenes, and we did a couple more weird scenes. In one scene, this guy Carl was in a big cast iron pot, and I was one of the natives cooking him. I was supposed to taste him—ladle out of the pot and make native nosies. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooga-booga&lt;/span&gt;, things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we wrapped, Brigid came over to me.  “Oh David, you gotta come to L.A. We’re gonna start a TV series, The Every Day Show, it’s gonna be fun, you’re a natural, you should come to L.A. with us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these people were weird enough, and it was going to be far for me to go off to L.A. with them, I tell you that right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Charles Rydell, the film's director, comes up and he has my check: 290 dollars. He comes up, just like  on &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0790825/"&gt;Cash Cab&lt;/a&gt;, and says “Well, I got your check right here. But I suggest you join SAG.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“SAG? What’s that”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s the union for screen actors. Once you get into SAG, you get paid union rate”--scale, they call it--“and you get health benefits and all it’s a great gig. If you’re ever going to do this you’ve got to be a member of SAG.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said, “What’s that going to cost me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says, “275 dollars.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wait a minute," I say. "You want me to give you my 290 hard-earned dollars and get 15 back, for a card? I don’t think so.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think it was probably a mistake--it would have been worth the 290 dollars to carry a SAG card today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the spring of 1970 was when the screening occurred. I got a job in the Natural History Museum and went down to the book store and this guy comes over to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, David. Were you ever in a movie?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww shit man, I’m getting busted on this. “Well uh, yeah, why do you ask?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cause there’s a magazine, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Interview&lt;/span&gt;, you’re in &lt;span&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No way.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A picture of you uh, ladling something out of a pot, and you’re name’s there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw that picture. I never saw that magazine. I’ve no idea what this magazine was about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is a flash-in-the-pan of my events with the Warhol group. That was pretty cool. But it’s not a great story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-6016987191989186846?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/6016987191989186846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/6016987191989186846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2009/03/david-quinn-in-school-play.html' title='School Play: David Quinn&apos;s Not-Great Story About His Short-Lived Film Career'/><author><name>Daniel Nester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12135073788017492685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/S4hcU8AtyWI/AAAAAAAAApg/-xs1EKRaY7o/S220/about_danielnester_2006_300pixelssquare.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/SdpMUG0rSDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/21QkVv2lQbc/s72-c/SchoolPlayScreenShot2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-1943710661744034217</id><published>2009-03-23T09:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:54:57.157-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moby Dick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack&apos;s Diner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Henderson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='William Kennedy'/><title type='text'>Jack's Grillside Tales: An Interview with John M., Owner of Jack's Diner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/ScbKe0HI1gI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QVv8_oq8hYQ/s1600-h/JacksDiner2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/ScbKe0HI1gI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QVv8_oq8hYQ/s400/JacksDiner2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316159040890918402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walk into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://timesunion.com/entertainment/restaurants/onerestaurant.asp?cuisine=-1&amp;amp;location=-1&amp;amp;name=&amp;amp;price=-1&amp;amp;style=-1&amp;amp;zipcode=&amp;amp;restaurantID=1602"&gt;Jack's Diner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; at 547 Central Avenue, and you're plunged into another time.  Its fifties-style construction and décor jives well with clatter of cups and plates and sizzle of the counter-side grill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I sit down at a booth, coffee in hand, to speak with John M., owner of Jack’s for 46 years.  An active 77, he’s constantly running from kitchen to grill to customers, making everyone welcome with a smile and a joke. Over the course of forty minutes, we cover everything from family to the comical results of losing taste buds.&lt;/span&gt;--Dan Henderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How long have you lived in Albany?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77 years—in the Capital District, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you think the most rewarding part of owning the diner is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the job. The people. The money; it isn’t so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just one of those nice things to have on the side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just enjoy the business. I talk to a lot of people—my son doesn’t enjoy it, but I do. You know, you meet the characters from A to Z in a diner.  You have the governor sitting over there, and the worst bum on the streets there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has anyone famous ever stopped in or become a regular?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a couple actors, but I didn’t know who the heck they were at the time. The governor—Governor Wilson and the Mayor have been in here, but otherwise nobody that I know of. The biggest writer we had in here was &lt;a href="http://www.albany.edu/writers-inst/wjkennedybio.html"&gt;Bill Kennedy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever read any of his books?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, I’m not a reader. The last book I read was “See Jack run, see Jane run.” I mean, sometimes I’ll read the paper, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You never read any books?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school I used to. We had comic books back then; they were famous books, like Moby Dick. I brought in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moby Dick&lt;/span&gt; for a book report and my teacher said “M––, who are you kidding?” He knew I wouldn’t have read it. They were good though, those books.  I should’ve picked something different to do my report on. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moby Dick&lt;/span&gt; was huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you consider writing a book or contributing to a newspaper article to talk about your experiences working here and hearing customers’ stories?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;US News &amp;amp; World Report&lt;/span&gt; and some diner magazines have written about us. But you could do a book just on the characters that have been in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you made plans for retirement anytime soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not at this moment, no.  God has been good to me and I’m healthy. I can have three beers a night and I feel good.  I’ll be 78 in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You’re a lucky man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I broke my kneecap and I lost my taste for beer for a year and a half. I went to my doctor and he asked me how I was doing.  So I told him I broke my kneecap and I lost my taste for beer for a year and he said, Oh my God, why didn’t you tell me sooner, I could’ve given you a shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So do you have it back now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I started drinking wine, but I just couldn’t do it. My father died an alcoholic, my father-in-law died an alcoholic, and my wife still thinks I’m an alcoholic. [winks and chuckles]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You must still be proud of your children, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, but I don’t know, I never taught any of them how to drive. Their mother did that. I put in more hours. We went on vacation, we would go places, and we had a nice boat. The kids were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a question: Are you Catholic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nope, I was raised Episcopalian.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have been all my life. I go to mass at Saint Mary’s, and one day the priest told us that everyone who bears a cross can get to Heaven. And I sat there in the pew thinking about it, and thought, “Everybody I know is going to Heaven, because everybody I know bears some kind of cross.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has problems.  It’s just life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That’s for sure.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost thirty-five pounds last year using an ancient method.  My father died and my mother put a pound on that first month. She was worried, so she went to the doctor, who was Jewish, and in his office he had pictures of people in the concentration camps on his wall. He told her, if you want to lose weight, just do what they did, don’t eat! And that’s what I did. I stopped eating. I just cut down. You don’t need your special diets, you just eat less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I don’t have taste buds, so everything I eat tastes about the same. I could practically get away with drinking sour milk.  You could open kerosene in here and I wouldn’t smell a thing.  I could probably get away with not taking a bath for six weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don’t know if I’ll quote you on that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Korea, I went without a shower for about that long, we were being pushed back and nobody had the time to do anything. But when you’re eighteen or nineteen, it’s no big deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-1943710661744034217?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/1943710661744034217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/1943710661744034217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2008/01/jacks-grillside-tales-interview-with_30.html' title='Jack&apos;s Grillside Tales: An Interview with John M., Owner of Jack&apos;s Diner'/><author><name>The Write Hand of God</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d5x4O-v4Xns/ScbKe0HI1gI/AAAAAAAAAWs/QVv8_oq8hYQ/s72-c/JacksDiner2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-1698932292392590529</id><published>2008-04-10T10:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:09:10.071-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rensselaerville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crossgates Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alex Tunney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rensselaer.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albany'/><title type='text'>Strangers When We Meet: A Last-Minute Interview with Lacey V.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLUXqf7x7rw/R6CcPW_-5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjxIV1Q40Lk/s1600-h/lacy+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161296960652502674" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLUXqf7x7rw/R6CcPW_-5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjxIV1Q40Lk/s400/lacy+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disney character coloring books pages on one wall. A &lt;/span&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;books advertisement stand on the other side. On my right, my friend Cecelia and her friend and co-worker Lacy sit on a couch watching TV. I’m sitting in a recliner next to them. This is Thursday night at Cecelia’s apartment living room on Western Avenue. Originally, I was going to interview Cecelia’s roommate, but Lacy offered to be interviewed at the last minute. In this interview, 18-year-old Lacy V. gives describes the differences her life in the exurbs and life in Albany.--&lt;/span&gt;Alex Tunney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cecelia tells me that you work with her at Friendly’s in &lt;a href="http://www.shopcrossgates.com/"&gt;Crossgates Mall&lt;/a&gt;. What’s it like working there?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it’s not anything that I brag about. [&lt;em&gt;Cecelia laughs.&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How long have you worked at Friendly’s?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I started around two months ago. [&lt;em&gt;Cecelia&lt;/em&gt;]: Yeah, it was some time around last Halloween. [&lt;em&gt;Lacy&lt;/em&gt;]: Yeah, I remember because I had fun handing out candy to the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where are you originally from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I’m from &lt;a href="http://www.rensselaerville.com/"&gt;Rensselaerville&lt;/a&gt;. Not &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;amp;q=Rensselaer,+NY&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;split=0&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;ei=v9rfSdnrLuLelQeBtZHgDg&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=geocode_result&amp;amp;ct=title&amp;amp;resnum=1"&gt;Rensselaer&lt;/a&gt;. That’s a completely different place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[&lt;em&gt;Both I and Lacy agree that Cecelia is distracting and Cecelia is sent to her room.&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are your favorite TV shows?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill or Scrubs. It’s a tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have a lot of time to watch TV?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With work I used to not have any time. But now, I have a lot time. Not much to do back home. TV’s a big thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was it like growing up in your hometown?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting. I showed horses. I went to school and showed horses. That was about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who’d you show horses?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed horses with my dad’s girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean who did you show horses to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh, what do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, show horses, like show dogs. Sorry—&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[&lt;em&gt;Lacy laughs.&lt;/em&gt;] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m so out of it tonight. Sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why did you come to Albany?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I still live in Rensselaerville. I just come here for work and stay here with Cecelia. Then I hang out here on my days off and it’s basically… hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you currently go to school as well or are you just working? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t go to school right now. I’m working, taking a year off before going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have any idea where you might want to go to college?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I stay here in Albany, I may go to the College of Saint Rose. I may go to SUNY Cobleskill if I don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You said you’d probably major in Childhood Education in college, what do you want to do as a career?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to be a &lt;a href="http://www.nhsa.org/"&gt;Head Start&lt;/a&gt; teacher to two- to five-year-olds, or have my own daycare. I do know I want to work with kids. I worked with kids during high school. I know I can handle kids, I can work with them. I know how to go about teaching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what’s your impression of Albany?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in the middle of nowhere, so it’s different, definitely different. It’s a pain in the ass with the buses and everything. And people are rude up here. It’s definitely different than living in a small town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have any idea where you would live if you moved here?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably in Denise’s brother’s apartment in the downtown area. His place is right off of Quail Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you worried about moving into Downtown Albany a.k.a. the Student Ghetto?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and no, kind of. [&lt;em&gt;starts to play with a lighter&lt;/em&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What things would bother you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, I don’t like people. I don’t like strangers. I won’t ride the bus by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you say it’s just people in Albany or are you talking in general?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, I just don’t like strange people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you consider everybody strange or certain people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Its people I don’t know. The thing about growing up in a small town means that everybody knows everybody. In Albany, it’s a bunch of new people. I’m not a big fan of change. I like things to stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you’re cool with Cecelia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don’t like meeting new people but when I do get to know them, then I’m fine. It’s kinda complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Speaking of which: Cecelia, you can come out now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you’re time-out is over! [&lt;em&gt;laughs&lt;/em&gt;] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-1698932292392590529?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/1698932292392590529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/1698932292392590529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2008/01/strangers-when-we-meet.html' title='Strangers When We Meet: A Last-Minute Interview with Lacey V.'/><author><name>Alex T.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FLUXqf7x7rw/R6CcPW_-5pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZjxIV1Q40Lk/s72-c/lacy+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1362269097704223587.post-3750898270002058624</id><published>2008-01-31T19:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:42:13.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='River Rats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Times-Union'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Urbanski'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capital District Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albany Conquest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Albany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One-Hour Sit-Downs'/><title type='text'>Everybody's the Goalie: An Interview with Shannon R.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DXA7VgnMEtU/R6JvF0XQSdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DykPMmn9m6s/s1600-h/Shannon+and+Jimmy+John.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161810268666218962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DXA7VgnMEtU/R6JvF0XQSdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DykPMmn9m6s/s320/Shannon+and+Jimmy+John.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Siena College men’s basketball team was the center of attention at the Times Union Center as they beat Manhattan 69-65 on Thursday night, but on this Friday morning it was Shannon R. who took center stage.  Shannon is the Director of Community Relations for the Albany River Rats who are part of Capital District Sports Inc.  CDS Inc. also partially runs and operates the Albany Conquest, an Arena Football team.  I sat down to talk to Shannon about herself in an empty Times Union Center. We talked in an empty office with glass walls on the second floor of the familiar arena.--&lt;/span&gt;John Urbanski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where did you work before coming to the River Rats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Actually, I was an intern here my last semester of college.  The last game of the hockey season, we always have a block party outside, and I was assigned to work the speed pitch machine for the Diamond Dogs, the baseball team.  The GM was here at that time and liked what how I was with the fans.  He hired me on the spot to work their promotions on the field that summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When did you begin working with the River Rats?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Diamond Dogs folded at the end of the summer, but the River Rats found out and they picked me up. Kind of like a player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What organizations in the community do you plan events with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do a lot with youth hockey organizations where our players go to different youth hockey practices and teach the kids different skills they’ve learned; it helps the kids. The teams we visit then come out to our practices and our games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Sounds great.  Are there any other organizations you team up with in the community?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We do a lot; we have a reading program called “Reading with Rowdy,” where our platform is reading to promote literacy.  March 2 is “Reading with Rowdy Day,” where all the kids who participated in the program come out to a game, we have custom made jerseys for that day and after the game we have a jersey auction, so all the jerseys the players are wearing are auctioned off and all the money goes straight to the Ronald McDonald House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did it last year and raised twenty to thirty thousand dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you had to compare your job to any hockey position, what would you compare it to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I’d probably compare it to a center, because I handle all the community events, so the purpose in us going out to the community is to assist in all that we can, but also to let people know this is what we do.  We want people to come to our games; we want to score by having them come to our games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who are you trying to score on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Trying to score on? Everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So everybody is the goalie?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, yeah everybody’s the goalie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you ever get any crazy fans or people coming into your office or even at the games just kind of doing things you have to take care of?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny aspect of my job is, because I go out in the community, I want to wear some type of clothing that says where I’m from, so I have a personalized jersey that has my first name, “Shannon” on the back and I’ll be in the stands or wherever and people will come up and talk to you like they’re your best friend, it’s great though because that’s another way I can get to know the fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you meet some pretty interesting people, you learn their life story.  But that’s part of the gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which name do you prefer: Times Union Center, Pepsi Arena, or the Knickerbocker Arena?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It’s not really which I prefer, but more of what I’m used to.  I’d probably just say Pepsi.  I know people who still call it the Knick, but people still call it the Pepsi too, so what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Do you live in Albany?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m originally from Rome, New York, but once I graduated from college I stayed in Albany and I live in Albany now.  Albany is a great place.  One day down the road when I have a family it’s a good place to raise a family.  There’s so much to do and the education is great, I’ve enjoyed my time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you most enjoy about Albany?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love that it’s so close to New York City and close to Boston.  I’m always traveling there for different Celtics or Mets games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You must be happy about the Celtics this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I’m going to see them next Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who are they playing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timberwolves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That’s a pretty good game to see with  Kevin Garnett facing his old team.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be a good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unfortunately I can’t agree with you with the Mets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yankee fan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s all right.  I apologize to you, you had a rough September.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did, we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1362269097704223587-3750898270002058624?l=banalbany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/3750898270002058624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1362269097704223587/posts/default/3750898270002058624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banalbany.blogspot.com/2008/01/everybodys-goalie-interview-with.html' title='Everybody&apos;s the Goalie: An Interview with Shannon R.'/><author><name>Johnny U.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DXA7VgnMEtU/R6JvF0XQSdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DykPMmn9m6s/s72-c/Shannon+and+Jimmy+John.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
