Trump, abridged

I’ve been looking for work and making these:


“The great source of both the misery and disorders of human life, seems to arise from over-rating the difference between one permanent situation and another. Avarice over-rates the difference between poverty and riches: ambition, that between a private and a public station: vain-glory, that between obscurity and extensive reputation. The person under the influence of any of those extravagant passions, is not only miserable in his actual situation, but is often disposed to disturb the peace of society, in order to arrive at that which he so foolishly admires. The slightest observation, however, might satisfy him, that, in all the ordinary situations of human life, a well-disposed mind may be equally calm, equally cheerful, and equally contented. Some of those situations may, no doubt, deserve to be preferred to others: but none of them can deserve to be pursued with that passionate ardour which drives us to violate the rules either of prudence or of justice; or to corrupt the future tranquillity of our minds, either by shame from the remembrance of our own folly, or by remorse from the horror of our own injustice.”

–Adam Smith


I’m not going to make any promises about not neglecting this blog –– I’ve been there/done that, and I post when I post. I was pretty consistent with photos for a while, but the automatic post from Instagram plug-in I was using suddenly stopped working sometime last year and I’ve yet to figure out an alternative. Someday, hopefully.

It’s 2016 now, and I’m not going to express any sort of amazement at this milestone. It’s a thing that happens. I will briefly reflect on last year, though…

2015 was an extremely mixed bag, which is generally how things are. Life is a bittersweet thing, and the movies that get me all weepy are the usually the ones that capture the essence of bittersweet. I did get back on the filmmaking wagon last year, which was a good thing, and when the episodes are finished this year it’ll be an even better thing. Had a short relationship last year, as well, which was also nice until it wasn’t, and now I just miss everyone. I always miss everyone unless they’re right in front of me, and then I’m usually difficult and moody. I’m 42 now, so I’m a bit more self aware, for better or for worse. What else? I moved too often last year, and I’m looking forward to finding a place of my own, or at least a place where I can fully unpack my shit, this year. Feeling untethered is not good for my head.

Also, I’m going to Maui on Saturday for a week that I’m hoping feels like a year. Or at least a long month.

last view from Bushwick

last view

water taxi

water taxi #NYC #brooklyn #williamsburg #boatboatboat


me again #NYC #brooklyn #greenpoint #graffiti #onefjef

3652.42 days (+1)

Ten years ago yesterday, I started this blog as a means to document my imminent move to South Korea for my friends and family and whoever else stumbled upon it.  It was initially called “Land of the Anxious Dog” for reasons I explain in my first post, which you can read here:

I should be packing

The site has gone through several visual changes over the years, but it originally looked (mostly) like this:


A lot has happened over the last ten years, and most of the bigger stuff (and some of the smaller stuff) has been documented in one form or another in here.  I used to post much more regularly than I do now, but I’ve managed to post at least once every month, with the exceptions of May and June of 2008 and August of 2009.  I think the blog was much more popular when I was in South Korea, both because of the content and because I was posting much more often –– I still get the occasional email from someone thinking of going to teach over there.

It’s strange that when I started this blog I was disclosing more than most people were on the internet, and now I’m actually disclosing less than most people are on the internet.  In 2003, blogging was a relatively new thing, now everyone is sharing way too much about everything on the internet, and it’s made it all feel kind of stupid.  I’ll keep this up, and I’ll link it to my Facebook page, but I have profoundly mixed feelings about what social networking is doing to the way humans interact.  I tell myself that this is different than that, and it is in many ways, but in many ways it’s part of the same thing, but we’re all hypocrites to some extent so fuck it.

I’m not sure who I’m writing this blog for anymore, but if you are reading it then thank you for paying attention for however long you’ve been paying attention.  I started this thing two months before my thirtieth birthday, so what you’ve got here is essentially a haphazard digital record of my thirties.

And yes, I turn 40 in two months.  Crazy business, this life stuff.

4 things I saw in March