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Three years ago today, I moved to Hoboken. Three years may not seem like a long time to some of you, but it’s an eternity to me. I can’t seem to keep up with ANYTHING for three years. Not a … Continue reading
It’s here. Brace yourself. Also… Jimmy: “I found roommates on Craigslist! And they aren’t murderers!” Me: “That’s great! How do you know?” Jimmy: “Well, I don’t really.” I promise to take good care of your harvested organs, Jimbo.
As much as I love to travel, I will always love coming home more. My apartment. My bed. My people. My daily $1 coffee from the dirty bodega down the street. Yep — being home is wonderful. I don’t even … Continue reading
Drinking and playing with knives? Don’t try this at home kids. Living With Boys, Part I
“It’s a miracle if you can find true friends, and it’s a miracle if you have enough food to eat, and it’s a miracle if you get to spend your days and evenings doing whatever it is you like to … Continue reading