Top 10/and too low to trip - December 21, 2006
First, "lying in chalk" makes top 10 list.
http://www.press-citizen.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20061221/GOIOWACITY/612210303/1024
May next year bring the same except 'local' refers to NYC, my new residence.
Well, i figure while i'm writing a blog i should go ahead and smithen a sentence or two. Perhaps relative to the preceding - my now locale. A pet peeve: Only in NYC do you take a 50 minute subway ride to go have dinner with some people. I'd never drive to Cedar Falls from Iowa City just kick it for a few hours.
Although the impression is still pre-pubescent, i don't much care for the big apple. It's too small for being so big. I feel like a flake being poured into a cereal bowl each morning when i exit my door. I'd like more friends but god damn i'm not gonna take a 2 hour commute in a metal box full of hyper stressed, eye-hiding good ones just for you. My spirit is weary. I would like to title this blog "update from the edge" but homey, i'm so low to the ground muafuckers don't even trip. I've been in Brooklyn for almost 3 months, but as Billy Briscoe says "we ain't losin' hope". I hope this next year opens my eyes to the delights of NYC. As of now, as you can tell from this here blog, i have trouble even feigning inspiration, let alone being the "I" between MC.
http://www.press-citizen.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20061221/GOIOWACITY/612210303/1024
May next year bring the same except 'local' refers to NYC, my new residence.
Well, i figure while i'm writing a blog i should go ahead and smithen a sentence or two. Perhaps relative to the preceding - my now locale. A pet peeve: Only in NYC do you take a 50 minute subway ride to go have dinner with some people. I'd never drive to Cedar Falls from Iowa City just kick it for a few hours.
Although the impression is still pre-pubescent, i don't much care for the big apple. It's too small for being so big. I feel like a flake being poured into a cereal bowl each morning when i exit my door. I'd like more friends but god damn i'm not gonna take a 2 hour commute in a metal box full of hyper stressed, eye-hiding good ones just for you. My spirit is weary. I would like to title this blog "update from the edge" but homey, i'm so low to the ground muafuckers don't even trip. I've been in Brooklyn for almost 3 months, but as Billy Briscoe says "we ain't losin' hope". I hope this next year opens my eyes to the delights of NYC. As of now, as you can tell from this here blog, i have trouble even feigning inspiration, let alone being the "I" between MC.