Work, the story of my life

The newest development: it's starting to all come together. I'm taking on more and more responsibility at work. I'm driving design. I hooked up my friend Alex from Florida with a job at my company, as the sales/distribution/marketing guy. I've hired two interns who will flesh out the side projects Joel (my boss) and I have talked -- yet done nothing -- about. As Alex learns distribution on a large scale, he can apply it simultaneously to our side projects on a side scale.

It's happening, and it's happening now.

Lofts... and not the dorm room variety

I've been thinking about getting my own loft for a while. You know, a large gutted commercial space that has just gotten redone and I'm free to build however many rooms as I please. They're generally really long and rectangular spaces that have windows on the short walls facing the street and the alleyway.

My roommate Erik has found one for us to move into. 1500 sq feet of wide open space, hardwood floors, and 15 ft ceilings, for $4200/month. Its in the lower lower east side and the neighborhood is a mix of hipsters, chinese, and latinos. If you build 5 rooms in there and you're looking at $820/month rent... but the best is when you get a random or two in there, charge them the market rate of $1200/month, and you're sitting pretty at less than $800/month in downtown Manhattan.

Is this gonna work out? Who knows.. it's fun to think about.

Hilarity

Sunday, I'm out at a coffee shop with my roommate Erik and my friend Sarah. We're sitting next to a large window which face the corner of E 6th St and 2nd Ave. Three kids walk by, no older than ten. One was medium sized, one was tall and fat, and the third was a little pint sized kid with glasses. They're giggling, laughing, and we're laughing because they're giggling and laughing, and the next thing you know, Mr. Pint Size stops short of crossing the street, bends over, and moons us!