I tried. Like, I feel like I tried more than I have in a few years.
Dating is toxic. It’s the worst thing in the world. And while the stories and poems I get from somewhat captivating encounters is usually alright – I tend to walk away with the whole, “What the fuck was I thinking?” vibe.
That’s essentially what I have today. Continue reading
Namaste blog tribe
As much as I try to hide from popular culture, I still feel obliged to graze papers from time to time. It’s kind of a social experiment to see what the humans are up to ensure I’m not participating in similar behaviors. Continue reading
Hudson Animal Hospital and Blue Pearl Veterinary Partners suck. Here’s why:
Most of you are aware of mangy Fronkles – who I rescued over the summer, from a pound camper parked on 82nd Street.
Fronkles is the first New York City pound dog I saved. I can only imagine the conditions he was in. I never thought about mange before, because I never rescued a neglected puppy before. From the research I’e done, mange makes perfect sense. Frankie was in disgusting conditions, probably never had proper shots and had a greasy/dandruffy coat when I brought him home. I told the vets all of this. Here’s what they had to say:
The first time I went to Hudson Animal Hospital in September, to discus Fronkles’s persistent itching, they charged me $85 and said, “Give him a bath. Want to buy our special shampoo? It will cost extra. Maybe run some allergy tests? They’re like $500.” Continue reading
To the fake (one)
She used. To say
You are fake, it
She was blessed
With children, and
Then she completely,
The reality of blood. Continue reading
Namaste blog tribe
My current position involves reading financial statements, which are complicated. If you’ve never tried to read one, I encourage you to do so.
I think a lot of humans around the world are so jaded by how global economies consumed the planet years back, they choose to turn a cheek to such information. I know I did for a minute there. Alas, now that I am back in New York City, it suddenly consumes me every day.
It’s unfortunate how utterly complex financial institutions and the associated legislation have become. The word “un-evolution” should be invented just to describe this. Over regulation is just another way to make it harder to find buried corruption. The international trend is to call everything transparent and hope that if you use that word enough times, someone will believe you.
I’m pretty amazed by what I’ve learned over the past 20 months. Before that, I never looked at a financial statement in my life. Besides an ATM receipt reminding me I’m broke or an insanely long docket for buying a pack of chewy.
Sometimes I think I’ll run for office. Once I rule the world and how children are educated, I will have financial statement reading taught in every mathematics program in the land. I realize it’s not everyone’s gig. But most people pay a tax of some sort. Federal taxes are particularly interesting to review. Also, I plan to take advantage of this knowledge when I try to reason with Zipcar during their next earnings call. Continue reading