In terms of my life... well, it's been really odd. I won't go into any details, but it involves women. Wait, maybe I need to explain a little. I had a photo shoot this week with an incredibly awesome and talented model. No photos, not allowed to. Also, some big things happened to me as a person that I can't really discuss just yet. Sorry.
This is the day before my 24th Birthday and I'm psyched about how far I've come over the past year. When I turned 23, my life sucked; I had just been turned down for a job at Miskeen Originals in their advertising department, I was a week away from being laid-off from my job at Tech Tattoo (a kiosk I worked at in the King of Prussia Mall) and I was nearly broke. I spent the next 3 months staring into an abyss of my own personal demise, one that was filled with all my utilities being shut off, being broke, losing my house... losing everything.
Then... hope.
Around April of 2008, I was working as a dishwasher for $7 an hour at a bar/wanna-be-upscale restaurant in the Northern Liberties section of Philly. I was trying to quit as soon as possible, and I had an out: A job at a company working full-time as a web and graphic designer. I quickly was hired for the job... the same week I was fired from the dishwasher job. Worked out pretty well.
By October, I had finally gotten a handle on things: Bills getting worked out, actually getting by and surviving was possible... By December, I had fallen into a working-class mindset and was actually putting up with having to work 10-hour shifts (I normally work 8) in order to make up time I lost (Flex-time!), living off $40 for 2 weeks, and met someone great.
Today, I look at the past year and all that I've went through, all that I've seen, all that I've enjoyed, and all that I've been forced to suffer to get to this point. I have seen many great people and great minds lost this year, a massive retail bust, and the election of a new president. I've been forced to stoop to levels I never thought I would have to go in order to survive, and my reward was a great career in my chosen field, some great friends, an excellent experience, and finally some relief from my bills.
For the first time in what feels like forever, things are looking up again.
In tribute to that last year, both for the bad and the good, one of my favorite bands with one of my favorite songs ever: Overkill "The Years of Decay".
Getting ready to head out soon to a Meet-Up sponsored by Cafepress here in Philadelphia that's being held at noon in Manayunk. It should be interesting if nothing else. Not sure what to write about, really. I've been a member of the site since December of 2001, so right before I turned 17. I joined after someone in my high school told me about it after having some little store on there herself. I've stuck there ever since and really never made much.
Over the years, the quality of their products has gotten a lot better and, oddly enough, so has my art. It basically evened out I guess.
So my good friend/nemesis/blogger-in-crime Dan McQuade may have ended "Philadelphia Will Do". Well, that sucks. I was going to force my upcoming art show down his throat. I can only assume that story about me in the kilt sitting at the top of his blog for 4 days killed him. 
