Twentysomething

The restless souls of my life have more in common with me than they are different from me.  They grow in straight lines, evenly spaced, like rows of trees ready to be picked clean of their fruit.

Just had the shittiest day at work, where the realization of "oh shit, I'm 26 and stuck in a job I hate for the next 6 months" comes crashing against the realization of "oh shit, I'm 26 and in debt and with no

Oh Brooklyn bright Brooklyn! Caressed by harbors and glimmering waves You sing softly like a bird uncaged Moon ballooning high, clouds crowding low Sweeping steeples and weeping windows You yawn and stretch the indigo night While lovers love 'tween those twinkling lights Yahooooooo - I'm howling to the

Apparently, this blog has poked and squirmed its way through the Internet enough so that the national press have gotten wind of the ridiculousness of it all.  Scandal!  Wedge issue!  Hot hot stuff!  The New York Times did a story of it recently. Basically, a 16 year old boy with

So I talked to this girl randomly the other day and she was a whale.  Figuratively, not literally. I can be mean about it because 1) I won't ever see her again and 2a) I don't care for her opinions that much.  2b) That's

Spent the better part of Friday night at Pier 45, head rested on my helmet on the manicured lawn, staring at the dusk turned to night, as the moon punctured the sky