On Moving Around A Lot

In the two and a half years since I graduated high school, I’ve lived in New Orleans and New York City and I’ve spent some time in Edinburgh and other parts of Europe. I seem a little crazy to people, as they often can’t keep up with where I’m living or what I’m doing, but…

On Getting Caught in the Rain

The following was written nearly three weeks ago, in case you were concerned that it wasn’t raining recently and that I am five hundred miles away from Riverside Park.   Today I got caught in the rain. Well it wasn’t so much getting “caught in the rain” as a purposeful stroll through the rain. I…

On Leaving New York City

On Monday I made my way back to Rochester from New York City. I had been living in New York since January, going to school, taking sketch comedy classes, and writing a lot. What I liked about New York was that there was so much to do and so much history all around me. I…

On Living in a Really Small Apartment

My apartment is small, I mean really small. Here’s a picture for your amusement: I’m not sure of the exact dimensions, but I believe them to be no bigger than ten foot by ten foot. It is comprised of just one room that I share with my roommate. The bathroom is down the hall and…

On Tourists

Tourists get a lot of shit. Everyone who’s traveled has been a tourist and probably has been subject to dirty looks from locals. Sometimes we get so wrapped up in the novelty of a place, that we forget that real people live there, have jobs, and have lives. We’re all guilty, and we probably should…

On the Homeless

Today I was walking out of the bank after having just withdrawn four hundred and twelve dollars for rent money. Outside the bank was a homeless woman. “Do you have any spare change,” she asked me in a genuine tone and a complete sentence. To which I replied, “No,” looked in the direction I was…