I know that it’s belated, but I did want to wish you readers a happy St. Patrick’s Day!
I don’t have anything against the holiday per se. I very much enjoy pounding corned beef and cabbage. I love spending time with family. My paternal grandmother’s birthday often times fell on St. Patrick’s Day. BUT, I had the great displeasure of spending this past St. Patrick’s Day weekend Continue reading
I lived in Cohoes, NY for a few months during the two year purgatory stint I did for a health insurance company. It was closer to work,
got to move out of mom’s house, etc. I was nineteen. I probably wouldn’t do it again if I had the option. No regrets or anything, just poorly conceived. Cohoes was home to Vliet Mart, a mom & pop convenience store up the street from my grungy bachelor pad. It sold what you’d normally come to find at one of these. Continue reading
The ironic t-shirt phase has taken a down turn as of late, no? The last post I made took me to a head shop, where while making my purchase I noticed the novelty shirts for sale along the wall. These said things like “NO. SERIOUSLY. FUCK YOU DUDE,” and “FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING FUCK,” or my personal favorite “GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME.” Reminds me of my dear twin sister. They had trademarks on them from 1996. 1996! Are they the same ones? 1996, Pavement hadn’t even Continue reading
the self-hating hipster 