This whole week I’ve been absolutely tingling at the thought of writing about what happened Tuesday morning. But, as I reread the next few paragraphs it honestly sounds like the whiney ramblings of a homeless person. Which is ultimately an insult to homeless people. Anyways, outside of Starbucks Tuesday morning a stranger (male) approached me,…
New York City
Sweaty Weather
If you’re reading this from anywhere near New York, you too are enduring one of the sweatiest summers on record. To say I’m ready for the short five minutes of fall we get in the big apple would be quite an understatement. Even without the heatpocalypic temperatures, I’m not much of a summer person. It’s…
12/10 Would Recommend
Blogging is so weird. I’ve realized that it’s just a series of essays complaining about various injustices in life - so I’d like to change my go-to name for mine from non-blog to something more fitting... complog? That sounds like a piece of IKEA furniture, how about a combo of whining and blog? Maybe actually…
Hot town, Shouting in the city
This morning, as I crossed 81ststreet, I saw a gentleman sitting at a red light in his black Mercedes sedan. He looked like any normal, thirty-something guy heading to work with his suit jacket folded neatly in the back seat and iced coffee sweating in his cup holder. As I stepped onto the sidewalk catty-corner…
The Dog Hair Diaries 