...but went the extra mile this year and went full grim reaper. Including eight-inch platform boots (that made me 6'7"!) chain, hour glass hung around my neck and real scythe (not pictured).
...I found myself in some of the more choice Quinn wardrobe freebies. Oh, you know. Just lounging in a mesh shirt and faux tiger fur vest, enjoying a seasonal craft IPA. Just another Sunday in Williamsburg!
On Monday I got a text that Gravy was in town on tour. We met up at the Hotel on Rivington and then went over to 2-bits and played pinball until we couldn't keep our eyes open!
I'm not very good at doing basic chores or anything to do with fashion. So it was a double-whammy when I found out Leigh's upcoming 30th birthday would require me to wear "Nautical Attire." After full two hours of looking around in 4 or 5 different stores (a serious nightmare-scenario for me) where I had to ask other humans "Hi, do you have anything someone might where on a boat?" I settled on these bad boys. Nautical enough? (There are very few people I like enough to do something like this!)
...my 75 year-old Siciliano barber always calls me out whenever I go see him after giving myself a trim. "What? You a-doing this to a-yo-self again?" haha.
I was walking out, she was walking in! Look who I ran into on the way home! If you need a pack of smokes, a toy with blinking lights or a DVD with either variety of a person having sex with a horse ("You want man fuck horse or horse fuck man?") THIS is your lady! (I've been running into her on the mean, late-night streets of NYC since 2005!)
Spent most of the evening visiting someone in hospice. (I'd link to his website, but it's no longer around, just like him). Couldn't warm up so I just left my coat on. Took this picture to remember him and how I felt after seeing him.
"O nobly-born, that which is called death hath now come. Thou art departing from this world, but thou art not the only one; death cometh to all. Do not cling, in fondness and weakness, to this life. Even though thou clingest out of weakness, thou hast not the power to remain here. Thou wilt gain nothing more than wandering in this Samsara. Be not attached to this world; be not weak."
The weird feeling of checking into a hotel in the middle of an office park awaiting to attend a meeting that you don't know much about = the life of a self-employed consultant.
