#notes from life

it’s That Time Again.

Previously:2017|2016|2015

Further reference: Town Called Malice|an entertainingly snotty article |a ton of Tarkovsky movies are running wild and free on the internet | my favorite song to dance to

inktober day ??: s/o to the guy on the train who noticed me trying to peep the cover of the book he was reading, kindly flipped it up to reveal Pride & Prejudice, and then went back to reading it.

Oh no, it’s another road trip travelogue. At the beginning of August, my two best buds and I drove up to Montreal from New York and had an extremely charming time. Here are my notes, featuring narwhals, toilet plants, a garbage barge, a graveyard, several breakfasts, Leonard Cohen, Librairie Drawn & Quarterly, “luxury rubbish,” Blink-182 (Syd wanted to note that we all sang along), dirt bowls, nickel-sized hail, and disco water. Please forgive my awful French.

See also: driving down California One

rust belt to rat city

Personal style inventory, spring 2017. Playing catch, bringing home the forest, dressing like an extra in a Jim Jarmusch movie.

Went to go check out a tiny experimental music venue and ended up scribbling the band.

A Prospect Park encounter.

Nothing more distracting and enjoyably mindless than participating in a good vanity meme. 

In December, my partner and I took a week-long roadtrip down the Pacific Coast Highway from SF to LA. It was a weird time, and one of the best things I got to do in 2016. Here are some highlights.

I’ve always loved looking at other people’s travelogue comics so I’m finally making one of my own—here’s a tiny bit of it.