It’s not a good bye, and more like see ya later

Tonight is my last night in Brooklyn. And I’m mostly sweaty and cranky from all the packing. And even though I make a commitment not to clutter myself with stuff, I clutter myself with stuff. This time around I even went through my books, which I NEVER normally do. Because I’m that crazy that picks up book from everywhere and brings them home. But I put up a good portion of mine hopefully to get picked up by the neighbors, or get recycled into cereal boxes, whatever. I guess, I’m emrassing the 21st century. And I’ve been feeling nostalgic this...

On moving, tax evasion, and some good reads

It has not been fun lately. Like it has been occasionally fun, but an overall feeling has been problems, on top of problems, on top of bills. I’m in the middle of moving, and half of my stuff is at one place and half of it is at the other, and I can’t keep track which is where so my wardrobe decisions have been questionable at best. Like people at work must be wondering whether all of a sudden I went due to an unfortunate gambling accident. Speaking of people at work, do you ever think about how much time...

Read books and drink milk, unless you’re blind and lactose intolerant then probably don’t

First off, ever since I started blogging less my user registration went through the roof. And frankly I’m slightly offended by that. Also, should I take it as a hint? I’m not good with hints since I mostly ignore them, so I might as well ignore this one too. Secondly, it’s been real…messy I guess is the way to put it. I mean what’s with the news? People blowing up each other every single day, Trump getting crazier with every second, and SNL being the best it’s ever been. I’ve never been a fan of SNL, but material just keeps...

Memorial weekend that’s not exactly about remembrance

This memorial weekend I spent terrorizing my future, possible, suburban neighbors. But like in a very nice way. For this to fully make sense you need to familiarize yourself with my previous post first. Yesterday we had a bunch of friends visiting from Brooklyn. And as we were setting the outside table and other applicable food stuffs, the next door neighbors decided to pay a rather unexpected visit. My take is that they were planning on a lecture something along the lines ‘no loud music, behave, and don’t dare distress the peace and quite of this fine white neighborhood.’ But then they seemed somewhat lost...

Brooklyn Hipster goes undercover, or how to ruin a nice neighborhood in 12 weeks

So I guess a lot has been going on lately, and I didn’t feel like writing about it since I felt like I had to process it on my own first. And I’m not done processing it, so you good people might as well help me or something. I might be moving. Again. You see, my Brooklyn apartment lease is expiring end of June, and that’s not really the problem since I did get the lease extension, but super indent of the building that lives directly beneath me is. Point being, he’s been a real pain in the ass. He...

Mother’s day and a freaking rainbow

I’m in a slightly better mood starting this week, slightly being an exaggeration. But weekends do seem to make things more tolerable for a few hours. And then you catch yourself deleting emails without reading them, totally happened today. But this weekend was relatively good, albeit busy with activities. I finished a small painting for a friend visiting from another country. And she was leaving on Sunday so I felt obligated. And it came out pretty good, but I forgot to take a picture of it. So you’ll just have to take my word for it. Also now supposedly my...

I don’t have any good news

What is there to tell you guys, firstly working hard doesn’t pay off. Like it pays, but after a certain period you’re like ‘oh fuck it, I’m just going to go raise chickens from now on.’ Which for me is a two-fold sentence because when I was little I spent summers at my grandmother’s who actually had live chickens. And they just shit all over the place. Trust me, they’re only cute on the internets. What is up with the news. Have you stopped following the news? Because I have. And then I took a break and started following the...

Dear Lord, I Wonder If That’s Your Real Name

A fellow blogger of mine, Chris at Freethinkers Anonymous just wrote about receiving rejection for his Mcsweeney’s submission. And that reminded me about the time I received by own Mcsweeney’s rejection. And Mcsweeney’s is a pretty big deal for us, and receiving a rejection from them is bittersweet. But this also reminded me that I never published my submission here due to various reasons that more easily summarize as insecurity. It still is probably my most favorite creation to date. Also, tomorrow is my birthday so I get to do whatever I want. All those easily offended enter at your own...

Flat tire, driving ticket, and some Twitter wisdom

Ok, I’m seriously not cool with life right now because it seems to be kicking me in the ass quite a lot lately. To the point that I’m re-thinking of becoming a good person or something. To the point that I’m this close to opening a non-profit for baby gorillas. Because that’s what this world needs: more good people, and baby gorillas. Don’t quote me on this. Anyhow, yesterday might have taken the golden medal, if there was a golden award for being a dick day. It started with rain. The morning started with rain. And it’s hard enough to drag...

Cherry blossoms, Easter, and Trump is still our president

Happy Easter to all people whom this applies to. Because I’m assuming I have a devoted Christian following. Obviously. And my Easter weekend was great. That is relatively speaking, and more on that to follow. Firstly, I haven’t had much time to blog lately, and it doesn’t seem like that will be changing soon. So I’ll do it, when I do it. Because that’s a solid plan, without actually being a plan. Anywho, the weather seems to be warming up finally, and it’s a good thing. Except for all the wardrobe adjustments that now need to happen for ‘when it’s nice...