Thursday, December 19, 2013

Now Headed To The Concrete Jungle Where Dreams Are Made Of.

Tomorrow, I’ll be flying to the most overrated city in all the land: New York City. Where the rats outnumber the people.

Yes, 96 million rats call NYC home, which is 12 for every person. But keep at it, New York, and soon you’ll make it a baker’s dozen. I, for one, believe in you.

Actually, I’m very much looking forward to it, because it’ll be the first time this year I’ll take my foot off the gas and just relax. I need a vacation. I’m just gonna chain eat, visit friends and bitch incessantly about the cold. Happy holidays to me.

So check in daily, as I blog from my old bedroom and relapse into puberty. You don’t wanna miss it.