Perhaps instead of asking me what I do -- which is neither here nor there -- you should ask how much the password to my other sites would run you.
Apologies, but this is the End Game of Capitalism. And aren't we long past...giving a fuck?
Brookman.
Love. War. Long odds.
Perhaps instead of asking me what I do -- which is neither here nor there -- you should ask how much the password to my other sites would run you.
Apologies, but this is the End Game of Capitalism. And aren't we long past...giving a fuck?
Brookman.
Starting new things is the theme of September.
I spent the summer spinning my wheels. But all of the back to school bullshit of September has more than just a marketing function; it's a favored month for (re-)organization.
I am planning a coming-out party of sorts for but everything takes so much longer than I ever expect it to (blame the fucking time/space continuum, right?).
Thank you! It will help shape the future of this site and the content you get here...as well as my life. I will appreciate greatly it and high-five/hug/dance with you in person if the occasion arises.
Finally, I made you a mixtape of new music for doing your new things this month.
xo.Brookman
This is my second spring in Southern California. The circumstances of my life are quite drastically different, but the feeling of the days is pretty much the same: Mornings are bright again, the air is still crisp around 70 degrees, and (even though I'm not involved) there is a frantic buzz around the city as we're in the midst of pilot season. Business.
When I'm planning something, I need peace and quiet. But when I'm writing, there is music playing, always. Here's a mix for whatever you're working on this month.