Time for another episode of ‘Pimp Your Friends’ here on SYP.   If you are an avid Polaroid user (who isn’t?), it will be old news to you that the company announced earlier this year that they were discontinuing the production of film for their cameras.  This was pretty sad news for the small community of photographers (and hipsters that felt the need for ironic accessories) that still use Polaroid cameras, as the price of Polaroid film on places like eBay and private sellers got pretty expensive (for those of you don’t know why google Supply and Demand).

My dearest friend Nicole Cordier is both a photographer and tries-not-to-be-but-she-is-just-not-cool-enough-not-to-be-a hipster, and this has resulted in her buying up half the remaining supply of Polaroid film on the market for one of her projects.  She is a kick-ass photographer (and mutant).  If you’ve ever seen that picture of the Navy sailor who just returned from World War II and is kissing some broad in the middle of the street in Times Square, then you’ve seen her work.  If perchance you haven’t, you can check it out at her website, you won’t be disappointed (unless you believed me when I said she took that picture of the sailor and chica in the 40’s).

On my most recent visit to the city that never sleeps I got to spend some time catching up with Nicole talking about how stale the IMF and World Bank have become, Eastern Europe as an emerging Albino Sheep breeding ground and it’s impact on the Canadian wig market prices, etc. (We really just got some greasy-ass food and pointed/laughed at people who looked like all they do was eat greasy-ass food).  We also made some home-brew Orangina with some Tropicana Orange Juice and San Pelegrino in the park, but I digress.

Those things were all a gas.  We really did have a ball.  Which is important, but what is more important is that Nicole had been working on putting her computer hacking skills to work in creating a new blog for herself called Cake For Dinner.  It had just about launched and we did some bantering back and forth about Tumblr and Wordpress and why we were/weren’t going to use each platform, and all that geek-cheek (I might have just made that term up, I’ll do a search after posting it). She also gave me a present which she had seen down in Florida that reminded her of me (cause it’s so much fun it makes you pee a little), and when I say ‘gave’ me, I mean we had to walk to Urban Outfitters twenty minutes away so she could buy it and then give it to me.

She knows me well, because it was a book.  But it’s a good book (I used to think that was an oxymoron until I was in my early twenties), and it will be fodder for a series of posts here on SYP in the near future, as well as some existing posts on Cake For Dinner.  So thanks Nicole, for the book, for the bootleg Orangina moonshine in the park, for getting your blog up-and-running (‘If Nicole can do it, then I should be able to do it in half the time with none of the effort!’) and for always being down for some Cake For Dinner (or cupcakes for lunch as it were). I hope this post finds you with your pants…off.