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Birds, Birds, Birds . . . All hail the end of The Year Of Sunshine! Last year, on Valentine’s Day, I went out with some friends and my brother Keegan to celebrate my departure to LA, my birthday (officially the day after Valentine’s Day), and yeah, Valentine’s Day; singletons celebrate the day with friends, duh. And of course, you know what a sucker I am for documenting EVERYTHING . . . Here’s a neat [...] Birds, I wasn’t lying when I said we’d be revisiting the oft-talked about (with gleeeee!) Thanksgiving of 2010. But we won’t just be talking, you’ll be watching, listening, absorbing a few of the sights that made me laugh, smile, and drink tummy-band-aids in the form of German Liqueur . . . Yup, another low-brow video and a slide show, just for you, Birds Now let’s hit the road, we’ve got miles and miles to cover! . . . (Figuratively speaking.)
Click here to finish reading “live free or die!”: a new england thanksgiving past Taters be damned, for now, Pretty Birds. Something’s abrewin’ over at RogueRanting headquarters. (By headquarters, I mean which ever cafe I’m presently at, usurping wifi, slurping down caffeinated beverages with all the class of a two-bit hooker). Scabs is back in town, from a semester abroad, and I’m thrilled to report back that she’s still the same merry-happy little shit-show we all know and lurvvvvve. While regaling me with tales of drunken sprees from [...] Fresh off the plane, where I spent roughly five and a half hours sitting next to the cutest little lab puppies and their super-kind handlers- bred at Guide Dogs of America Los Angeles and bound for a GDANYC trade-off, Keegan met me at Jamaica Station. (Cabs to and from the airport are such a money & time suck, Birds; between the traffic and bad weather, they don’t get you to your destination any faster and cost a lot more.) From the train, we went to his apartment. (By the way, did I mention to you that I’m back in New York for awhile?) Click here to finish reading yesterday: queens for a day . . . |
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