"alright already" or "it feels good to know people actually read this"

Well hello again. I was going to go to bed but I saw a comment posted requesting an update and it is due time. So i'll brave through the late hours and post. My plan has worked and I've baited you into wanting more.......ah hahahahaha. and thanks for wanting more.

You may be saying "my gosh, couldn't you post more than that one in a week? I mean, it's not too hard. What do you do all day?" Well, aside from my freelance edit job right now, I'm not doing any more work yet (read those italics...yet), but I do have to do other things here. Like hang out with P. Diddy a lot, and things like play street ball with Patrick Ewing's nephew two blocks from me, etc., etc., etc. It's a busy life here in the NYC, folks.

But I did manage to get some stuff together. By the way, gross things that have happened lately: today i spilled water on the bathroom floor (read: new york city bathroom floor, even in your own apartment - DIRTY). I decided to wipe it up with my bath towel because it was time to change towels. I hung it back up and said to myself, "Tomorrow morning when you get in the shower, REMEMBER TO GET A NEW TOWEL." 10 minutes ago, I wiped my face dry with the same towel and then remembered it graced the floor 12 hours ago. Gross.

NEW PICTURE:




















"Uh, okay man. But you're wearing a suit."
"Seriously, paint on me."
"Whatever you say dude. Here goes...."

Also, while exploring the Lower East Side this week, I passed two women walking and picked up on this conversation tidbit:
Woman to other woman walking with her (in a heavy New York accent):

"I mean you don't have a job and I'm on social security......AND WE LOVE IT."


She sounded really confident, like she really did love it and she was just riding the wave. Do it lady, do it.

There is a hungarian pastry shop around the corner from me that I sat in the other day and did some work. It's aptly named, The Hungarian Pastry Shop (hey, if it ain't broke.....). It's an artsy inspiring place. I took this picture while I was there. It's called "Hungarian Romance".















Quaint, isn't it? Yeah, whatever.
God bless.....