And I guess now I really do feel like a “twenty-something” in the worst way possible.

Is there life after college?

Billabong held it’s 5th annual Design For Humanity on the NY Street Backlot of Paramount Studios, now otherwise referred to as the Surfer/ Surfer lovers carnival for big kids.

As the girl in the Toyota in front of me cuts me off at the 5th street exit, I momentarily consider releasing all of the the expletives I am thinking. And then I imagine walking into yoga and seeing her next to me on a pink flowered mat. Uhh…. Namaste to you too…

I wanted to feel a catharsis, or at least an adrenaline rush.

For anyone focused on creative endeavors (being a comedian, writer, musician, artist) being able to afford health insurance is a real concern.

If it’s cold outside, he will tell you to grab his arm. But he will not offer you his coat. He will also attempt to give you a walking tour of your surroundings in an attempt to lure you into a corner and steal a kiss. It will probably be fucking cold, and you would rather skip this field trip.

When did technology become so inhibiting? At what point did texting and facebook chat take the place of casual, or not so casual phone conversations?