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Name: Mark Akaky
Age: 24
Hometown: London, England
Current Residence: NYC
Job: Professional Blogger
A little bit about me: One year ago I was sitting in a posh office in downtown London, about to start my life in the business world. And then catastrophe struck: I downloaded an MP3 onto my computer at work. Harmless, don't you think? Two days later I found myself fired, fined, and jailed. Collateral damage of the digital age.
So here I am, living to New York City with my childhood friend Henry, making a go of it in the blogosphere. Enjoy the posts, and feel free to drop me a line!
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Name: Henry Scott
Age: 23
Hometown: London, England
Current Residence: NYC
Job: Professional Blogger
A little bit about me: Hello, Internet! It's me, Henry Scott. You've probably heard of me. If not, here's a primer. I've been a stand-up comedian in London for the past few years, before I realized my true calling: blogging. I didn't like the comedy world much anyway. Too many agents. I hate agents. In November 2005 me and my best buddy Mark packed up for New York City, and here we are, proud parents of BathTubYoga. What else? I like Ginkgo Biloba and Ginseng, and women love me.
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February 28, 2006
ep #29: The Boyfriend - Part 2 (3m:12s)
Please don't sue us Sergey, it's just a joke.
February 22, 2006
ep #28: The Boyfriend (2m:33s)
The biggest threat yet is Russian. Obviously.
February 14, 2006
ep #27: The Hacker - Part 3 (2m:12s)
That's the problem with Hackers, they never die. Just like that superhero, never-die-man.
February 8, 2006
ep #26: The Hacker - Part 2 (2m:47s)
Our boys are in terrible danger and the only thing that can save them is a scene so gory it might as well be porn.
February 6, 2006
ep #25: The Hacker - Part 1 (2m:20s)
A telemarketing campaign gone horribly wrong and our heroes in danger! Oh, the suspense is killing me. Seriously, it hurts.
February 2, 2006
ep #24: The Landlord (3m:28s)
Sun Tzu once wrote: "the supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting."
January 30, 2006
ep #23: Million Dollar Idea (2m:43s)
Why have 1,000,000 dollars when you can have 47 ... dollars?
http://www.milliondollarhomepage.com/
January 26, 2006
ep #22: The Cigarette (2m:44s)
It's cool to not smoke. Unless you're Mark. Talking to Your Pre-Teen About Smoking
January 23, 2006
ep #21: The American Bar (1m:54s)
The BathTub Boys try to woo Sarah with the squeal of a dying horse.
December 16, 2005
ep #20: The Pizza Delivery Man (2m:41s)
Americans...
About BTY
BathTubYoga is a blog. And a videoblog. Get it? Mark and Henry have just moved from London to New York City, where they are trying to live the dream as professional bloggers. BathTubYoga is their blog -- it's about social life on the Internet and the new technology that's become a part of our lives. Read what Mark and Henry have to say, every day, and then watch eps about them a few times a week.
Credits
Satya Bhabha as Mark
Stefano Theodoli-Braschi as Henry
Lacy Gattis as Sarah
Austin Allen as Everyone Else
Written and Directed by
Kai Hasson, Robert Spiro and Daniel Abrams
Blogged by
Robert Spiro as Mark
Nathaniel Houghteling as Henry
Created by
Robert Spiro and Kai Hasson
Contact the BathTubYoga team at
I remember when I first met him. The first thing I thought was, "wow, he's tall."
Over the years I came to love him, despite his height. No, it wasn't a sexual love; it was the love of admiration, the love of hero worship. I would have given my life for him if he would have just asked; but it seemed like I was always doing the asking.
Sure, there were bad times. I would get frustrated with him, I would scream and cry and demand change, improvement, reform. Why wouldn't he listen? Why couldn't I cut through the facade and touch him behind that cool smirk, that perpetual reminder that he was always content to be who he was?
But the good times always followed. Times when he could do no wrong, when I thanked God that I met him and that this world carried his presence. Sometimes it seemed like he had all the answers, and it scared me to think that I could depend on someone so many times for so many things. Looking back, I wouldn't have depended on anyone else; I couldn't have.
But ten years later, here we are -- no, here I am. He is gone. My friend and countryman is leaving me and all the others that he's touched. He is moving on to the next stage of life, to a place where I can't reach him and he can't hear me call.
Today I will weep for Jeeves, and hope that he doesn't forget me or the times we had. Goodbye, dear friend.
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