Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit. Here, Here, Here.

What better time to mix things up a bit with the good luck chant than on April Fool's Day?

Hopefully that does not actually mean we'll have ill luck this month.  I'm not messing about! The way I see it, if I trick the trickster on April 1st, then all this is negated to what it should originally be.

If you understood anything I said, please feel free to explain to me later.

Good Luck in April everyone!

Dragon Quest H1 Or 2: The Wishing for Dim Sum

Instead of going to Dim Sum , we are unfortunately stuck at home today on this gloomy, rainy Saturday.  I love days like these but dim sum is good times too.

So, in lieu of dim sum, I will just have to send my warrior to Dragon Quest his way over to Chinatown for Dim Sum in my stead.  Hopefully he won't run into any dragons, won't don any cursed armour (well, if he does just to hear that music then he can do that) and gets lucky destroying some metal slimes on his way there.

I think he's lost

Happy Early Cruel April Fool's to you too, Google.

The April Fool is Not Me: Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit. Hare, Hare, Hare.

It's not like I forgot or anything to do the monthly ritual.  Heh.  Heheheheheh.  Eh heh. Hmm.

See, what happened was, I figured we could do things a little bit different because who knows if Luck is a Prankster? If I were to wish everyone good luck on the first day of the month of April, would it count? Or would it be an April's Fool joke?

So today instead, on April 2nd, I'm wishing everyone the best of luck this month.

I think about you guys.

April Fools, Adventures on the Street and Misadventures at the Train Station

H1 and I have walked past Rockefeller Center countless times and have often been forcefully mini-concerted upon.
There have been countless times that we cursed people out for sidestopping instead of sidewalking, 2 times we've walked the devil's path through throngs of 9 year old to 37 year olds screaming for a not yet legal Chris Brown, and we are currently dreading the sea of umbrellas that will assault our senses on a sunny day in June when Man Hands Rihanna plays (Frass, are you taking note?) - we can only hope she gets rained out much like NKOTB did yesterday.

NBC's Today Show played a trick on NYC on April Fool's Day by actually having a good band perform a mini-concert. We actually stopped for a while. I got a picture with camera eye and LO, which isn't as good:



See that bald head? Michael Stipe, people! R.E.M.! I've not R.E.M.'d in a decade and forgot just how good that is. They sounded amazing as expected. Memories…ahhh.

The first week of April proved rather eventful, in addition to an R.E.M. sighting.

We spotted an April Fool's joke - and it was plastered all over Grand Central Terminal, and surprisingly tied in quite nicely to this week's episode of South Park:



Also found in Grand Central 2 warm mornings later, was someone who apparently just got back from Montreal:



Those Canadians, they're really not my friends, buddy.

This week was also Scotland Week in NYC.

A cart half an hour late on a rainy Friday morning made for an empty stomach of sheep's stomach.



I at least got a picture of the damned cart that was giving out free haggis of which I had none.

But H1, thanks a lot for putting my name out there on a blog for all to see.

You are so not my pal.

Currently listening to: "Sing For The Submarine" by R.E.M.

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit. Hare Hare Hare.

It just occurred to me that maybe it's "here here here" or "hear hear hear" (this one doesn't really make sense) and that perhaps all these years I've been thinking and saying it incorrectly hence our not winning the lottery. I'll have to verify but until that time...

Here's to another failed month, then.

It's also April Fool's Day. This isn't a day we play tricks upon or get tricked upon by others since no one I know really cares about it except those Gmail/Google Conquerors of the Future World. Set your custom time to that, Gmail and embark on your journey out in space, Google.

H1 and I aren't worthy of being Virgles.

Here's H1's result:

Okay, let's just get this over with quickly, like ripping off a medical adhesive: you did not do well on this test. You are not, by all available evidence, well suited to be a Virgle Pioneer, or any sort space explorer, really, or for that matter, any profession which requires leaving behind your creature comforts, your nice warm bed, your lovely wardrobe, your gourmet meals, your high-end home theater, your friends and family -- oh man, what have we gotten ourselves into here? We're kind of freaking out ourselves, actually. Help! We changed our minds! We don't want to go! [Clicks heels.] There's no place like home! There's no place like home! There's no place like -- [ Long silence. ] Hello. Still there? We're sorry about that unpleasantness with our previous reviewer. We can assure you, you tested just fine and would make a fine Pioneer; all you have to do is submit your video here.

And mine,