Vicki’s My New Best Friend

Why, you ask? Because she used computer magic to take my crappy Man Cave plans and turned them into a 3D room (or some technical term I don’t know). Check it out after the jump.

So, here’s my original, boring plan:

And here’s Vicki’s awesome version:

This is just one of a few pictures. You can see the Jam Zone better in the others. I guess it also works as a slide show? I should really know more about this internet stuff. You can check out the whole shebang here.

So, sorry everyone I’ve known longer, but this is super awesome.

My Man Cave

As I mentioned before, I really enjoyed I Love You, Man. I’m not going to get into all the greatness about it, but I highly recommend going to check it out. What I do want to talk about is the concept of the man cave.

I’m sure the idea goes back to cave man days when dudes had literal caves they would just hang out in and shoot pool or whatever. Tim Allen had some pretty cool man rooms on Home Improvement including the Man’s Basement and Garage. But, what really got me thinking about my future man cave was I Love You, Man, specifically the commercial where Jason Segel introduces Paul Rudd to the Temple of Doom or some such. Em must have seen me looking longingly at the TV and said “You can have a man cave when we get a house.”

Now, I’m still not sure if I believe her. I don’t necessarily want a basement or garage to hole up in and avoid my family. Really, I just want a cool place to put my stuff. In the movie, Segel is a single dude who has a garage behind his house that you can see part of here.

What I love about Segel’s man cave is his jam station. Ever since I started playing bass back in high school I’ve wanted a space like this where I could play any instrument I had, at least guitar, bass and a drum kit, hopefully some weird stuff like a lap steel, banjo or whatever else I can get my hands on. Oh, plus, I’d have to have some mics and some means of recording in case I came up with something that didn’t suck (unlikely, but possible).

Of course, I’d also want a section for my trades, comics and books too. Maybe the classier books can stay in the house, but I don’t think literate folks will be too impressed with my book about Tales from the Crypt (though they should). Of course, regular shelves would work for trades and I’m hoping that someone will invent an awesome way to store single issues. If not, I’ll hopefully be able to bring all my comics back to New York from Ohio (I miss them a lot, mostly what I don’t have in trade as well). I’ve actually got a good comic book storage idea in mind, anyone want to invest? Seriously, it’s a really good idea.

So, I’ll have instruments, books and comics, what else? Oh, of course, my toys. Thanks to my parents, I still have all the action figures I’ve ever had. I’d like to display them all over the room, maybe even with dioramas! That’s super nerdy, but what the heck? I’ll have plenty of time to do awesome stuff in my man cave.

I’d also love to have some kind of bar set up. This could be in the man cave or the house, I don’t really care which, but I’ve always liked the look of a well stocked bar and maybe even a tap or two. Hey, a guy can dream can’t he? Why not shoot the moon, Batman has a robot dinosaur after all.

Round things out with a TV or three, a record player, a bunch of video game systems (from Nintendo up to Xbox 720 or whatever) and a nice stereo and I think I’d be pretty well set. Oh and a dart board. I love darts. Damn, I better start working, this man cave isn’t going to furnish itself.

So, do you have a man cave? If so, what’s in it, if not, what do you want in it?

Weekend Warrior

As loyal UnitedMonkee readers will have noticed, there wasn’t much (or anything really) in the way of posting this weekend. Well, that was because, I actually did stuff this weekend instead of sitting around the house watching movies (mostly because my lovely wife Em made plans, also it was really nice out this weekend, so nice I got an awkward sunburn, but more on that later).

Friday night we kept it a bit low key with dinner at Woody’s, the best all natural burger place I’ve ever been to (also the only, but it’s still really good). If you’re ever in Cornwall, NY stop by and have a Portabella sandwich, burger or Falafel, you won’t be disappointed. After that we went to my favorite movie theater The Destinta to catch I Love You, Man which I loved. I’m sure I’ll post something on it shortly, I can tell you’re just dying to read what I have to say about it. We finished the evening off by watching more of the last season of Avatar before falling asleep. Hey, it’s not lame, we had a big day planned on Saturday.

And by big day, I mean heading down to NYC to visit with some friends from college Adrienne and Katie (you can check out Katie’s rad NYC food blog here). Before meeting up with Katie I showed Em and Adrienne the Wizard New York City office that I will be relocating to at some point in the future and they freaked out. Apparently it’s in a building called The Atlas Building which is where something having to do with Project Runway happens, which makes sense because it’s in the middle of the fashion district. That’s right folks, keep an eye on the background of future episodes of Project Runway for me looking lost and confused wearing a Batman T-shirt and boat shoes.

After meeting up with Katie at those red bleachers above the TKTS booth, we went to a magical place I’d never been before called the East Village. Heck, I even recognized the name of the area: St. Mark’s. How did I know that’s where we were? We passed a place called St. Mark’s Comics that I wanted to go to along with some record stores, but kept my mouth shut because I was hungry and didn’t want to look like a bigger nerd than I am.

Katie guided us to a place called Yaffa Cafe where we had lunch and I had a couple beers. After having an awesome lunch Katie suggested that we spend the rest of the day drinking, so we went to a couple of different bars (the first had $3 Blue Moon’s but didn’t have orange slices, so Em wasn’t impressed, but they also had a picture of Duke from G.I. Joe in front of an American flag that was clearly printed off of someone’s computer in a frame) and then a place with $5 flavored mojitos and Bloody Maries. I wish I could remember the names of either of these places, especially the second because they had these awesome apple mojitos that tasted like candy. I wish I was drinking one right now. All I know is that they were both on Avenue C and were east-ish. I tried finding them using Google’s street view with no luck (probably because I was on the back patio and not staring at the front of the building).

I gotta say, I felt very cool eating and drinking on these various patios. As Em pointed out, there’s really nothing better to do in NYC than sit around drinking all day because you don’t have to worry about driving anywhere. Just hop on your train, bus or subway and you’ll be home. Even we sobered up by the time we got home (an hour and a half train ride will do that to you). Much fun was had by all. Even though I was tired, I tried watching Girls School Screamers on Netflix when I got home only to fall asleep about 20 minutes in. More on that later too.

Sunday was a lot more mellow as we went to Emily’s friend from work Constantina’s house for Greek Easter (it’s a week after “regular” Easter for some reason). There was SO much food, it was awesome. We basically sat around and ate for five hours in the mountains somewhere kind of close to our house (about 40 minutes or so away). Everyone was super nice and the food was amazing, they even had a lamb on a spit cooking all day, but by the time it was done, most of us were so full we could only eat a little. It was awesome though.

All of which brings me back to my weird sunburn. We were sitting outside under an awning or tent or something all day and the weather was really nice, so I enjoyed being in the sun. I even wore shorts because it was so nice out (and it didn’t even snow or anything). Well, later that night when we got home, I was reading and then playing video games and realized that the tops of my legs right above my knees were irritated on both sides. It wasn’t until I scratched at itch and felt that all-too-familiar burning feeling that I realized that my legs were sunburned. But it was only from the point where my shorts stopped to my knees, so a splotch of about 4-5 inches. Awesome.

We also finished Avatar, I finally beat Portal and I finished Girls School Screams, but expect posts on those separately.