On Broadway, Booze, and T-shirts that talk, kind of

A bunch of exciting things have been happening lately, regardless of this shitty weather. I hate February with a vengeance. And supposedly this winter weather is sticking around for another 5 weeks because  Groundhog saw his shadow. And nobody can argue against that logic. In fact, I think I might get a hamster and let it’s shadow make decisions for me. You’ve got nothing on me, IRS. I made another drawing. And it came out pretty bad ass. It took me a good 6 to 7 hours, but I’m a proud mama. It’s based on a photo taken by @twisted_mind...

I paints again, and mom approves

I did it. I actually followed through with my plans, and finished my ink drawing. And this NEVER happens. OK fine, it happens, but I’m usually not the one known to follow rules. Even the ones I make for myself. The art challenge that I made for myself is finished. And it took me one whole evening, and some of the beauty sleep time, since I couldn’t go to sleep until it was done. And my beauty probably took a hit, but hey. I’m fairly proud of the end result, even though it turned out to be nothing like planned....

I’m inspired, and ready to stab someone in the eye

It’s been a super bi-polar week. Do you ever have one of those? One minute you’re so excited, and inspired, and full of life. Another, just about ready to stab someone in the eye with, a fork. Just me then? First of all, let me finally tell you about the Christmas gift I got for myself. Because this year I decided against gifts for everyone else, but myself. If you ever get the chance definitely go for it. Just apologize in advance to your friends, and loved ones. After all, they’re supposed to accept, and support you no matter what....

Somebody is so going to rape, and kill me now

It’s been interesting lately. Busy also. To the point that I’ve lost track of days. It’s been busy at work. Just so you understand, Halloween was ‘one of those days’ that only this picture can somewhat express it. And instead of going to a Halloween party, I went to get a haircut because the whole Chewbacca look was going to last my romantic relationship only that far. And I went to a now local place for me, called Hair Metal. And needless to say, I was met by a trio of gorgeous badass women, with real bad pouty mouths, and stories of New York...

Dearly Beloved, legitimized hipsters

Dearly Beloved, I now pronounce this cite a legitimate hipster guide. After searching high, and low for the past several months, I have found the apartment. Or it has found me, just something us mindful beings like to say. For the apartment is located in Williamsburg, or as the Instagram check-in refers to it Hipster Motherland. This wasn’t an intentional search result, but when the opportunity presented a place with not one, but two non-functioning fireplaces, the choice was obvious. How can one resist an exposed brick wall. Nohow. Yesterday, my significant other and I spent a lot of time...

Oysters and the Rope

I have some good news, and bad news. Good news is I’m going on vacation, bad news is you’re not. Or actually you might be going on vacation also, but like not with me. Because that would be weird. I’m going to London, and I am pretty psyched about it. Mostly because literally everybody will be talking with an accent. And British accent is one of my top ten favorite things ever. And I really hope I pick up some, if not, all of that fine accent for the duration of this trip, that way my return back to New...

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...

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...

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...