We need more giant gummy bears

So I haven’t blogged in a while and here’s why. Last weekend we went to visit Brooklyn on a nice and scorching Sunday. And I have to say it was bittersweet because how can you not miss this? Real easy is how Bushwick Collective welcomed us with some freshly painted graffiti, cracked payments, and some old familiars. And this one giant gummy bear. And that just gave me a glimpse of hope for humanity. Because if we shove enough gummy bears into people’s mouths that might be just enough to stop them from arguing. What can I say, I guess...

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...

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...

Paris has my stamp of approval

So, I went to Paris this past weekend. And I’m not going to lie, it was great. My Ukrainian origins might have something to do with this, as we consider ourselves somewhat European, and being in Paris also felt like somewhat home. First things first, traveling is stressful no matter how you put it. As I found myself hyperventilating at one point or another. Airports, security, customs, herds of people, time tables, and rotating schedules. Honestly, I think all of it works by the sheer will of God, or careful planning and execution, either way. I did successfully make it to...

I’m going to Paris mofos!

So I haven’t written any posts for a while, and I did it on purpose. It’s a slick publicity move. Which is meant to keep you intrigued. Where you intrigued? Not really? Thought so. It was more like the usual adult life taking over. And I let it for a while, but I’m done now. And I’m back for good. A few things I have to tell you. I went to the Armory Show on Thursday, and it is probably the largest gathering of contemporary art galleries showing in New York. It’s also probably one of the fanciest. Because the...

On doing yoga, exploring human fear, and saving a baby bird

It’s official, you guys. This week I have passed my 21 days morning yoga mark. Meaning I’ve been doing this morning routine long enough for it to possibly become a habit. Because that’s just some psychology trick that I might have read about on Facebook. And all sarcasm aside, I can tell you that I do feel less sarcastic. Which kinda sucks because it’s always been my thing. And now I need to find a new thing, probably raising chickens, and making my own compost? Happy people seem to always go down that route. But until that happens, I’ll share...

I’m fucking polite like that

So, I fell off the grid for some while. Because that’s exactly what I felt like doing – falling off the grid. And mostly, yes, still because of Shrumf. He’s everywhere! I was eating a tuna wrap sandwich the other day, and I swear to you, the wrap was surprisingly orange. And I was like goddammit is everything going to be orange now. I’m avoiding Facebook, my beloved Twitter, and even Instagram for some reason. And I stopped writing the blog to avoid writing about Shrumf, but guess what, my first paragraph is still about him. I guess, that’s why he...

New Year with a Scorpio and some Monsters

Yay 2017 is here! And you know what it feels like? It feels like 2016. Or like nothing changed. And realistically I did expect this to be the case, but there was some tiny hope of change, of a miracle. It didn’t happen. Things are the same, people are the same, and Trump is still to be the president. And his head did not explode at midnight. Do what you will with that. Having said that, hope your New Year’s was great and you got to spend it in the best way possible. Because I know I did. I at least...

Happy Thanksgiving: thankful for the pain meds

This Thanksgiving I’m thankful to be alive. Dramatic and very fitting. My timing is perfect is all I can say. Some backstory. I’ve had an ovarian cyst for the last three years. And female part of the population will immediately be like ‘yup, had one of those too’. For the male part of my readership, it’s like a blob thingy that forms in our stomachs for no particular reason, but is fairly common. And sometimes they go away on their own. And sometimes they grow in size and try to murder you. Mine was the latter. I have been suffering...