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Wow, I love the new John Green book
I bet the horse dies
The Fault in Our Barns
did the mayor of Los Angeles really compare a Gray’s Papaya hot dog to a “steaming bag of New York garbage”?
dude, Fuck LA.
is what brings us together. in the car. three weekends every month. driving five hours each way.
in case you guys didn’t know, we are planning our wedding. the only problem is, we don’t like New Hampshire all that much and of all 125 people we’re probably inviting only two of them other than us live in this state.
So what does that mean? Piecing together a wedding on a relatively shoestring budget made up of whatever money the two of us have that isn’t being spent on rent or sneakers or the gas that it costs to drive 500 miles two or three times a month. oh, we also only really have a vague idea of what encompasses a wedding preparation. and haven’t heard back from the DJs we really want yet. and are torn super hard between two caterers. and i don’t have a tuxedo yet and she doesn’t have a dress. and we haven’t set up our pre-cana.
and the wedding is in a little more than 5 months.
so we basically have somewhere for people to show up to on a date at a time, and not much else.
i’ll keep you guys posted.
When I originally typed out this subject line on Friday, I’m pretty sure I had a great direction that I went in with it. Alas, dear reader, when you don’t save a draft copy and let your laptop die over the weekend… you lose your draft. So here goes Round 2.
I recently read an article, that I don’t remember from where, about great writers that maintained a normal job in the midst of their careers. More so than your Burroughs and his writing on a shit ton of drugs in the middle of a jungle paradise; i think i am significantly more envious of those writers with the discipline to produce great works while being tied down to a 9-5 at the same time.
This all comes to me as I enter the second month of my first real office job that I have ever held while trying to continue to write. Back when i was working in Miami towards the end when I started dicking around with more lengthy pieces of work, I really didn’t have many boundaries when it came to my job… so if i were to take every afternoon off around 1 and go to Starbucks with my laptop; no one really gave me any grief over it. And then when we moved here, first it was the entire freedom of temporary unemployment to write all day until i went absolutely stir crazy followed by the inconsistent hours of retail management which provided an interesting schedule in which i could find myself a few days here and there to still attempt to create. So now in this new environment, I am finding it a littler difficult in this early going to still find the time to devote to my own personal works.
*this is the point where i got pulled away again*
So coming back to this post, even realizing that I can’t hammer out a semi-crafted blog post without getting distracted by ten or fifteen new things i have to do.
But I guess ultimately thats my little dream for myself. The same way that we don’t remember Kurt Vonnegut as a car dealer or TS Eliot as a banker… Maybe I can be Ryan Wieczkowski, writer turned coffee shop owner. I don’t have to be wildly successful, or even moderately so, but it would nice to get paid a little bit for my ability to put words together good.
New… um, Spring Resolutions… amirite?
**It’s the most wonderful time of the year**
Seriously though, it is. It’s Baseball Opening Day. Which, unless you’re the White House, is the biggest holiday on the calendar.
Go ahead, I defy you to find me a more important day.
I can wait.
What a surprise.
So, I’ll move on.
For those of you who aren’t hopelessly hoping for 90 wins this season, I’m sure you have a lot to look forward to. Whether your team just signed Miguel Cabrera for almost $300mil, or you root for the Dodgers and they signed every other player.
But since I count myself among the Flushing Faithful, the only thing we have to look forward to is fun. From the constantly entertaining Jay Horowitz Twitter to the hometown boy makes good Darren Meenan turning The 7 Line into an officially licensed MLB product. There will be a lot of fun in Flushing even without Matt Harvey on the mound this season.
I’ll keep this updated a little better now that I have stuff to tell you guys, as well as expect a personal update soon explaining some of the decrease in updates.
Happy Opening Day!
Better than Christmas, better than your birthday, it’s the most wonderful time of the year. Happy Opening Day.