In my spare time I'm finding new ways to burn the candle at both ends by running my company garden, volunteering with Recycle-a-Bicycle, and going on 5AM bike rides with my cycling club. "Do you even sleep?" you might ask. The answer is no, I'm burning a candle at both ends, it's very bright in my room and I'm sensitive to light. It's an issue. Please send help.
...ensuring that I have your consent before I launch into my twelve minute rant about how Frank Lloyd Wright is responsible for climate change and systemic oppression in America. Yeah, I know it sounds crazy, but get your own weird conspiracy theory. This one's mine.
MOVIES: Smuggling in a fifth of Jack Daniels into Regal Theaters so we can get loaded off of our bootleg Jack & Cokes while we watch Fury Road.
SHOWS: It took a few episodes to warm up to, but Bojack Horseman might be one of the best series I've ever seen.
MUSIC: If they've played at St. Vitus, they're probably in my library.
FOOD: I routinely mess up grabbing curry powder instead of cumin off the spice rack, so get at me if you want surprise Indian food when I say I'm making enchiladas for dinner
— Constantly losing my dad's old pocket knife and feeling guilty about it until I do the laundry and find it again
— A liter of extra virgin olive oil. Friends have accused me of drinking it, but that only happened one time c'mon guys
— A sub from Wegmans. What's Wegmans? You are in for a treat.
— Maraschino cherries with stems (it matters)
— Informing my coworker that yes, I did bike into work today, just like I have every day for the past two years, yes I know it's raining, no, that's never stopped me before, yes Zandra I know I'm crazy
✓ happy hour at a local joint and trying drinks with weird ingredients
✓ a guided architecture tour of The Highline from yours truly that mostly consists of me yelling at boring and overpriced condos
✓ visiting one of the Dia:Beacon satellite locations and practicing thoughtfully stroking our chins to appear like we get it