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Election Night in Boston
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"I enjoy reading about virtually anything from the New York Times to a good mystery...always trying to think of new business..."
More about Jason
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College/University:
George Washington University, Attended 2000 - 2002, Class of 2002, Master's Degree, MBA International Business
George Washington University, Attended - , Class of , Other
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Occupation:
Podcast and Blog Public Relations and Marketing
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Affiliations:
PRSA
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Hobbies and Interests:
Traveling, Sports, Music, Working out, Rollerblading, Falling asleep outside, Photography, Politics
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Favorite Books:
The New York Times, The Week, Business Week, Time
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Favorite Movies:
Dumb and Dumber, Something About Mary, Tommy Boy, Goodfellas, Rounders, Back to the Future, Casino, Old School, Van Wilder, Lost In Translation
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Favorite Music:
new found glory, alien ant farm, jimmy eat world, bob marley, dave matthews band, counting crows, OAR, Cure, REM, count the stars, taking back sunday, tmbg, great big sea, dashboard confessional, clapton, billy joel, diana krall
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Favorite TV Shows:
The Shield, 24, The Apprentice, The Sopranos, Curb Your Enthusiasm, The Daily Show, Rescue Me, Entourage
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Zodiac Sign:
Leo
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About Me:
I enjoy reading about virtually anything from the New York Times to a good mystery...always trying to think of new business ideas. I grew up going to the beach to me nothing beats a hot summer day on the beach with a radio. I love traveling, trying new restaurants and generally just having fun.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Somebody that needs more then 1,000 characters to describe themselves.
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ringing in my head and I knew I had to
do something. I thought back to the
night before. Yep, I remember the
multiple cold ones at the Half King, and
a valiant attempt at the bartender. I
don't remember the drinks after that.
4am approaches. Where the hell is the
train? Oh look. There is the Chrysler
Building...there is definitely a train
there...30 blocks later. I gotta piss.
Look there's a tree...F!@# COPS! Let's
go that way (one hand points). This
Grand Central post looks comfy. 4
train. 86th Street. We return to the
original scenario. I exit my bedroom
only to be face to face with my
roommate, one Mr. Jason Cohen. He looks
at me. I look back. Both of us green
with the previous night's consumption.
We have to do something today. The
sleep and vomit debate begins. A bagel
& schmear + taxi later, and we are where
we need to be...next to a f#$%in
amplifier at a Cyrus rehearsal. My
brain explodes. Cohen is the schiznit!
seemingly quiet night at a lounge ends
up with you losing your wallet and
stumbling through the streets of NYC
with a hot-chick-bartender's phone
number and some chicken fingers as your
only means of bartering with a cabbie
for a ride home.
You just can't make stuff like that up.
back in b-school. For two years, we
survived class, team projects and
excessive binge drinking. For all you
ladies out there, definitely drop him a
line. Jason is a great guy and total
class act- not mention, he has great
taste in music!
rounds of shots follow. mistakenly lost
jackets, smuggled glasses, too many bars to
count, and all of a sudden we're in a
building we don't know, and then suddenly
we're running for our lives down 2nd
avenue. and the rest? well my friends, the
rest is nyc history.