Central Perk??

I guess you be wondering..where Kris is? he hasn't written for days.

has he -
1) been arrested for looking like a terrorist
2) defected
3) gotten married to an American blond who will love him for his mind and not his body

well the answer to all the qs above is an emphatic NO.

so without further ado presenting the continuing misadventures of kris in NY

woke up early in the morning. By early i mean (10:30 am). that was cause the bedroom needed to be corked to avoid getting another migration of our friendly infesting bloodsucking bedbugs. so what happens is one guy comes over and puts cork into all the cracks in the floor touching the walls. and just to maintain the stereotype - i was greeted at the door by a short round Mexican man with a mustache named Carlos who had white paint on his clothes. so he gets cracking on corking.

Funnily enough the cork smells like a sweaty man (like the kind of smell you find in the changing room after a football match) and for a while i was thinking about giving Carlos some deo. but decided against it and it was lucky i did. after he finished with the bedroom i decided to take him down to adeles flat for the same thing (both karl and adele were at "work" so i had to do all this myself).....i think some of my goaness rubbed off on Carlos cause as soon as he saw adeles flat, he goes i think we do this tom...cause i got loads of other "work" today....(i know what to think whenever that "work" word comes up)........anyways i say OK and Carlos says he come back tom morning. i call adele and inform her and she fine with it. im happy at least one person is more goan from my visit..i have done some good :)

it was around 11:30 so i decide to go see central park. what the big fuss is all about. so i make the trip there and my first impression of the place is - CROWDED. i mean not Bombay crowded but compared to prospect park (the park opp karls place) it had a lot more people.

the central park lake also was all overgrown with weeds and a green moss and was pretty disgusting...but there were ppl in boats cleaning it up...so i give them a chance. i walk around...buy a hot dog or two......listen to the birds and the bugs when i suddenly hear children screaming and a loud whirring noise....naturally curiosity clicks in and i don my green investigators hat. i follow the screaming to a hill....the screaming is getting louder and so is the whirring....i think some kids in trouble...probably being ground by a giant to make his bread...so i rush up the hill and rub my eyes....there in front of me is a mini amusement park ....just for kids...with rides and slides and things that go boom......those kids are lucky....i decided to walk away and found myself in a small covering where there are a bunch of tables set up with ppl playing chess.....i watch a few games for a while to try and forget those darn kids and their amusement park.....suddenly i spy one youngish American desi boy sitting alone with a chess board set up.

i walk over to him and ask if he wants to play a game...he looks up from the crossword he solving and gives me a really condescending stare as if i am stupid for wanting to play with him. i am about to walk off when he says "sure, just give me a minute to finish this crossword". so i sit down thinking maybe his sour attitude is cause he focusing on the crossword. after a bit he says ok lets play. i find out he grew up in India some time ago, but he didn't seem very keen or happy about being Indian so i drop it.

i tell him im not very good at chess and he gives a small grunt. the game begins...i decide to castle with my king...he looks alarmed and goes "you cant do that its a colored square"...i say im sorry but i am not familiar with these rules as i haven't played too much...he just looks at me like im a dumbbum and says "the rules are the same everywhere man..geeze"....so we go on playing...he keeps playing his turn and going back to his crossword as if im so bad he doesn't need to concentrate.

to cut a long story short....i got pissed and kicked his ass in that game.....i mean demolished him......he didn't know what to say.......i just got up and left. i don't like idiots like that who think they too cool.

i went back to new school and met up with karl. we decided to go for a movie...finally picked step brothers...its hilarious!!! wont describe it here of course...geeze.

then we went for Peruvian food (food from Peru)..that was pretty good as well and then back home to the flat...after all we needed to be up early for Carlos.