For not being a real actress or singer (I just annoy people by singing the songs in my head and re-creating dramatic scenes from Star Wars), I have an oddly extensive knowledge of musical theater. No, this is not a pissing contest, I know you also love Cats. I simply
In this town, an existential crisis is always right around the corner, luckily so is a bodega. I wasn’t quite sure how I would get out of this one. My employer former employer owed me a shit ton of money and wouldn’t answer my calls or emails. As always, bills
Not that long ago, I wrote a post for this very website which chronicled my experience as a sun-kissed, burrito-fed Californian living for three years in NYC. Soft of heart and fake blonder of hair, I bemoaned New York’s frigid winters, sleazy one-upping “networkers,” and lack of publicly-placed recycling bins.
Even though we all claim to be broke-asses, most of us keep the small amount of money we do have in the bank (unless you are my friend Gabe who doesn’t believe in banks). But, as most of us have realized by now, banks are pretty sneaky. They say
If this past week is any indication, the heat is a-comin’ and, going into my second New York City Summer, I’m reminded of a few things. I desperately need an AC First of all, let’s just be clear that the thought of me installing an air conditioning unit in my
Whether you think gentrification’s good, bad, natural, or hipster-white-boy-shit seeking “cool” culture but eliminating it, I’m witnessing it, first hand. Of course, it’s easy to retort, “You’re a skinny white boy with ginger hair and writes. That’s almost the stereotypical definition of gentrification.” I won’t argue you; it’s true. As
Rule of thumb: you can be poor, just don’t be annoying about it. Everyone’s trying to get by. Especially if you live in an outrageously expensive city such as New York or San Francisco. But if you do indeed live in such a city, then you know how utterly amazing