Testing iPhone App   
Fri - 11/06/2009 - 12:17 PM
 

I just installed an LJ app for iPhone. I'm testing it out. Looking forward to using LJ again, kinda miss recording events in my life. FB status updates are ok but they don't completely capture the moment. I was reading old posts the other day and got some laughs and missed the old days. Kinda miss everyone... everyone went their separate ways.

I'm at work now, sitting in the bus while partner scans his ACR's.

More later.

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Lookie what I found....   
Mon - 01/19/2009 - 03:36 AM
 
Can't believe my old live journal is still up in its enirety. LOL.

Don't know if anyone still uses this thing and I don't know if I'm going to post here regularly... but, If anyone is still looking for me or wants to catch up, I'm on Facebook at: http://www.facebook.com/people/David-Barbosa/589335866
 
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Saving Dre Day   
Sun - 03/12/2006 - 06:08 AM
 
Mood: tired
What a freakin' night.

Today was Dre's birthday and he was supposed to play a show with his band, Burning The Memory, at Wild Spirits in the city. It was also Figgy's birthday, he was one of the dispatchers at my job and he was having a big party as well.

The original plan for the night had been that we'd go to Dre's show and then head out to Figgy's birthday bash at The China Club for a little while before meeting up with Dre again.

We'll... none of that happened.

Nick, the band's singer, got sick and they had to cancel the show. Dre was pretty bummed out about that so we decided to save Dre's day.

After much debate on what to do in honor of Dre, we decided we'd go bowling and then head out to Sal's house to finish off the night. We went over to Whitestone lanes, and while at the bowling alley, Kiko called and said he was at Wild Spirits.

Whoops. I kinda forgot to tell him that the show had been cancelled.

We decided to meet up at Main Street and then go to Sal's house. We waited for my bro Kiko at the M Lounge and it was then we realized that we could have gone there since the beginning, since Dre wouldn't get carded because my boss owns the freakin' bar. Duh.

The first thing Mike says to me when I walk in is, "You fall again and you're fucking dead." LMAO. He was madd cool though, he took care of Dre. Free beer and a round of Patron for all.

Well after waiting about an hour and a half with no call from my bro, we decided to just go to Sal's. We stopped at Taco Bell on the way and Saltzman almost killed the drive-thru clerk for getting the order wrong. Once at Sal's we had fun just telling stories, drinking, and smoking hookah.

Kiko finally called around 2:45 to say he was at Woodside. He sounded madd drunk, so Mando and I went to go pick him up. When we got back to Sal's we had two drunk Barbosa's, since Tommy and Fern had gotten Dre all messed up.

We left shortly afterwards to drop Rachel off and then Dre, Kiko, and I went driving around Long Island to let them sober up. We ended up at the Freeport Nautical Mile where Dre tried to pee on the ducks and Kiko did silly dances to a Nina Sky song.

On the way back home Dre got sick and he puked in front of the Freeport Public Library. It was one of the funniest things i ever saw in my life.

Dre says, "I gotta puke."

Kiko responds, "Aiight, kid! Let's do it!" and pops his door open and starts making himself gag.

Dre starts puking and then Kiko finally makes himself puke just a little bit and says, "Oh lookie, I made three little puke spots!"

We leave and then Dre pukes again in front of some store on Sunrise Highway while NC Police watched us from across the road. We jetted and continued on home.

Kiko insisted on White Castle so we stopped by while Dre slept in the car.

On the final stretch home, Dre starts making puking noises again and instead of opening the door he rolls down the window, but only halfway and pukes all over the inside of my car.

Kiko, instead of helping the situation starts making fake puking noises to try to make Dre wanna puke more and I turn around and see Dre puke all over my window and door again.

So, now I'm upset and I pull into the parking lot by the Malverne Rail and start cleaning the mess with my car wipes, while wearing a pair of latex gloves and using my pen light in order to see better.

Well... as luck would have it, Malverne PD rolls up on us and we look like the guys in Pulp Fiction who had just accidentally shot the nigger in the head. I freeze as the cop shines his spotlight on me and says, "What are you doing?"

I turn around, hands to my side and respond, "Cleaning Puke."

"You been drinking?"

"No, sir, not I."

"You're the driver?"

"Yes, sir." as I turn around an continue cleaning.

"Where do you live?"

"Here in Malverne," I respond as I bend down to wipe up some puke on the side of the chair.

"You always carry those gloves around with you?"

I hold up my hands and respond, "Yeah, actually, I do."

He looks around and ponders for a second and asks, "You almost done?"

"Yes, sir, 5 more minutes."

"Ok... don't leave a mess," and drive's off.

Lazy ass cop. He should gotten out and checked us out. I could been lying.

What a freaking night. Well, at least Dre had fun. I'm gonna have to teach him about throwing up from inside cars though. Maybe Salty can give him some pointers.


Current Mood: Tired
Current Music: XM Chill
 
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Health Insurance... Yeah Ok...   
Mon - 02/13/2006 - 11:59 AM
 
Mood: pensive
[Cross-Posted from The Doc's Perspective]

You know, when you pay for health insurance, you kind of expect to have your medical needs covered when the need arises, right? Well apparently, that's not the case, since I'm looking at a bill for $1,095.37! Idiots.

In other news, my day was alright. Got a lot of work done. Got in around 11:40 AM and left after 10 PM. Mike wants me to start learning to dispatch. He want to use me as a fill-in dispatcher and have me cover an overnight tour, either on Friday or Saturday. Oh, well there goes the rest of my life. LOL. He said he'll take me off the Friday evening OPS tour... whatever. It's not like I have a girl, a wife or a family that will object. Might as well do it while I'm single. My friends and I will just rearrange our hanging schedules. LOL. It's sad how I have no life and spend all my time at work. I mean I have friends and we hang on the weekends but when you really think about it... I don't have much of a life. I go to work, and I come home.

Cindy's birthday is coming up. That's gonna be fun. I gotta pick up her gift soon or knowing myself I will wait to the last minute and not find what I'm looking for. Everyone is pretty psyched about Crime Scene Bar. Chea, kid.

Nothing else to report.
 
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Snowy Weekend   
Sun - 02/12/2006 - 11:31 PM
 
Mood: bouncy
[Cross-posted from The Doc's Perspective]

It was your average Friday night, or was it? Howard was out cold, a lot earlier than usual. Empty White Castle boxes were strewn about and Saltzman hadn't eaten any White Castle this evening. Spin had driven herself over this time, and Fig was watching movies on a portable DVD player. There was no beer for the first Friday night ever.

No, it wasn't a regular friday at all. Suddenly, there was too much blue on the screen for comfort. 3 emergency calls. One in the Bronx. One in Brooklyn. One in Flushing. I had just worked a nine-hour tour in operations, but duty called. I glanced at Saltzman and with a slight nod of my head it was clear that he and I would ride again. Just like the good old days.

It had been months since I had been on an emergency call, and upon entering the elderly woman's home, my anxiety built up as I saw her laying in her bed gasping for breath. For about 10 seconds I wasn't exactly sure what to do. That's when Saltzman tossed his stethoscope and blood pressure cuff at me.

Forty-five minutes later we stood on 77th Street smoking a cigarette and kicking ourselves for being so rusty. Some drunk guy was roaming around trying to find York Avenue. I took a deep breath and remembered how much I missed late nights in the city.

The next day I woke up in the afternoon. It was already snowing. I drove Dre and Tim to The Hook for their meeting with the festival organizers. We finally got a date for the show, March 26, 2006. After that I dropped Dre and Tim in Downtown Brooklyn, since they needed to go to SAE for a recording session.

Drove out to Greenpoint, picked up Spin and then got the Deener. We were a bit hungry so we went looking for Colombian food. We settled for Ecuadorian. The food was horrible. Absolutely horrible.

Stopped by to visit Magda and rediscovered my old friend Stolichnaya. The snow was building up faster as the night progressed, so we departed shortly after midnight. Nadine had her first true country music experience, and that Rascal Flatts song might have hit a little too close to the heart.

Picked up Dre in Jackson Heights and we drove home at 20 miles per hour, and still managed to spin out on the Cross Island Parkway. I can't stand snow. It's beautiful, but very impractical. I stared at the median helplessly as we slipped on black ice and finally regaining control just inches from impact. Dre stared ahead blankly as if to say, "Dude... that was close."

I hope the snow's cleaned up enough for me to get to work tomorrow; I hate staying at home for no good reason.
 
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I'll Take The Blue Pill, Morpheus...   
Sat - 02/11/2006 - 03:34 PM
 
Mood: Heartbroken
[Cross-posted from The Doc's Perspective]

I woke up staring into my pillow. It took about half a second to realize what had happened and where I was. I felt my throat tight and my stomach turn. It wasn't true. Any of it. It had all been another brilliantly fabricated dream. I dug my face into my pillow and let out a few sobs.

I had experienced one of the happiest moments of my life just minutes earlier, or had I? It all had felt so real. The emptiness I now felt had me considering going back to sleep to make the pain go away. What would the purpose be? Go back to sleep only to wake up and cry over her again later. No. It would be an endless self-imposed paradox of pain.

I turned over and stared at the ceiling. I fought back the tears and forced myself out of bed. I felt like I had just lost my mother. I felt like my dog had died. I felt like my best friend had just told me she had terminal cancer. I felt like I had just lost the woman of my dreams. Oh wait, I had just lost the woman of my dreams... by waking up.

Sigh.

I'll see you in my dreams, my love. I'll be waiting, for the day when dreams may become reality. And in the words of Brad Paisley, "Honey, take your time, cause I don't mind, waitin' on a woman."
 
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BTM Advances to Quarter Finals!   
Fri - 02/10/2006 - 02:30 PM
  Attention, please. I have a request of all of you.

My brother's band, Burning The Memory has advanced to the quarter-finals in the Emergenza Music Festival. In order to advance to the semi-finals, they will need a large turnout to come to the show and vote for them so that they can continue. The show will take place in March, but it may very possibly be a 21 & Over Show, and unfortuneatley, their fan base is primarily 18 - 20. I know most of you are not into metal music, but they need our help, so what do you say, public? Let me know if you're down to help a very talented band possibly score a record deal. As soon as we know the show date, I will post it up. Invite your friends and tell them to invite their freinds. The show will be at The Hook in Red Hook, Brooklyn. Thanks!
 
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For The Public   
Tue - 02/07/2006 - 01:12 AM
 
Mood: nostalgic
[Cross-posted from The Doc's Perspective]

I sit here staring at an empty screen wondering what to write. It has been months since I have chronicled anything eventful about my uneventful life... Yet the public cries out for the slightest bit of insight into my daily meanderings. Very Well. I shall write again.

I search back into my memories and sift through them, fishing for anything worth recording onto this digital journal. Where should I begin? Much has happened since November 29th.

I used to write the pages of my life religously, no matter how insignificant the events of the day were; but I realize how long this entry can get if I choose to go that route.

I glance to my right and the blazing red numbers on my alarm clock read 12:23 AM. My eyelids gain twenty pounds as I realize I've wasted precious time wondering what to write instead of simply writing. I stretch. I yawn.

Nadine sends me an instant message. She reminds me it has been a while since November. I chuckle at her timing. Here I am wondering what to write, and the public senses it... like sharks, smelling a drop of blood miles away.

Fuck you, Tom. OK. Let's start there.

Tom is one of the reasons that the public has had to wait since November. His site irritates me to no end, but yet I am compelled to use it, to stay "connected". For some reason beyond my understanding, this man has created a site in an attempt to network the entire internet culture, yet fails to provide the means by which we can all maintain a simultaneous connection. Errors plague me every single time I try to log in, ultimately resulting in me kicking my computer and resorting to more primitive means of communication such as cell phones or face-to-face interaction.

Hmm.

The public still waits to know what has happened during my hiatus from the net. Funny how most of them experienced most of it right beside me when it happened, yet they beg for it all to be analyzed, sliced, diced, and neatly packaged for their reading pleasure.

Very well. I'll tell it all. Chapter by chapter.

For those that stayed behind as I traveled to frozen lands of Minnesota on my quest for higher understanding. For those that did not dance on that cold december night in Astoria as we celebrated the day I exited the womb. For those who have never have spent a night clinking longnecks and guzzling them down as someone videotapes you on their motorola phone in a cold brooklyn garage. For those that didn't spend their New Year's morning in an emergency room. Even for those of you that never witnessed the bowl of onion dip making it's way toward an expensive Asian rug in slow motion. Yes... I'll recount all of it, and then some...

Starting tomorrow.
 
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November in Review   
Tue - 11/29/2005 - 11:01 PM
 
Mood: tired
So it's been over a month now, and it's been a long month at that. Much has changed, and tomorrow... things change again.

I have to go to sleep in a few minutes (yes I know it's only 10:36 PM) because my day now starts at 0700 hours and I'm really not a morning person.

One month ago I was promoted from a field EMT to....Click Here to Read More
 
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Tue - 11/29/2005 - 09:56 PM
  1. What did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before? I went down to New Orleans and helped out for two weeks after Hurricane Katrina struck.

2. Did you keep your New Year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year? Nah... no one ever does.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth? My cousin Monica did.

4. Did anyone close to you die? No.

5. What countries did you visit? None.

6. What would you like to have had in 2006 that you lacked in 2005? My own apartment.

7. What date from 2005 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? The day Cindy and I followed a junkie around at 5 AM in the morning to make sure she wouldn't kill anyone since she was driving under the influence, because it was such a funny and stupid thing to do.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? Finally started a career.

9. What was your biggest failure?

10. Did you suffer illness or injury? Not this year.

11. What were the best things you bought? My Playstation and my car.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration? My brother, he's in college now AND he got a job.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? I agree with Cindy, I am appalled at this certain someone who has just been a real dick to the person he "loves".

14. Where did most of your money go? Bills. Freaking bills.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? That I might be going to London in Spring '06!!

16. What song will always remind you of 2005? Drop It Like It's Hot

17. Compared to this time last year, are you: i. happier or sadder? Happier. ii. thinner or fatter? I'm fatter. iii. richer or poorer? I'd say richer cuz I have less debt.

18. What do you wish you'd done more of? Going to school.

19. What do you wish you'd done less of? Fighting with my parents.

20. How will you be spending Christmas? At home with the family.

22. Did you fall in love in 2005? Not in any real sense of the word.

23. How many one-night stands? I don't do one night stands.

24. What was your favorite TV program? Stargate: SG-1 and Family Guy

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? I don't hate... I kill em with love...heh heh.

26. What was the best book you read? 1st to Die by James Patterson

27. What was your greatest musical discovery? XM Radio.

28. What did you want and get? A Nextel phone.

29. What did you want and not get? A fucking iPod.

30. What was your favorite film of this year? Hmmm... haven't seen too many, can't really say.

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? It's coming up so I dunno yet.... shouldn't this survey be done in January?? I'll be 23 though.

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? Having a job i enjoy going to every day.

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005? Haha, I'd say that for 80% of the year I wore AMR's uniform... so let's describe it as... Official?

34. What kept you sane? Cindy

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? I don't like celebrities, it pisses me off how people sweat someone for their social status.

36. What political issue stirred you the most? The 9th Circuit Court and it's stupid ideas, including trying to take the word God out of the Pledge.... don't our government have better things to do with their time??

37. Who did you miss? I missed the old Fernando.

38. Who was the best new person you met? Saltzman.

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2005: You can't ever change other people... but you can change you're attitude towards them and you will lead such a happier life. I've learned to just do things and never expect something in return, it has helped me lead such a happier year.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year: "...you had some of the best times you'll never remember with me .... Alcohol!" Brad Paisley - Alcohol
 
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