Tonight I covered the second networking event in as many weeks. This one happened to be put on by the American Marketing Association Young Professionals.
The event was held on the patio at Loca Luna, which was a pretty nice place to hang out and shoot. About halfway through the event, I […]

Fuck. I’m about to be punched in the throat by a vegetarian. And my bathroom is fucking filthy. In conclusion, fuck.

The other night I spent some quality time searching for and downloading The Grey Album, a stunningly creative mash by DJ Danger Mouse. As opposed to doing something useful like, say, sleeping. Aspiring post-ironic hipsters can find a copy at Banned Music. Additionally, the Double Black Album, by Cheap Cologne can be […]

Saturday night, recurring Propeller Skies character Katt threw a going away bash for my friend Jeff, who is moving to San Francisco. The party was great, with too many recurring Propeller Skies characters to list and plenty of delinquency. Future parties just are not going to be the same without Jeff.

I stopped by the The Party Kings annual Crawfish Boil on Saturday evening. Since I am lazy as hell, I did not bother with the crawfish. However, I am pleased to report the jambalaya was fantastic. Although it could have been a bit spicier.
Shortly after arriving, I ran into recurring […]

Tonight represents the beginning of this year’s Smoove D Search for the Official Cocktail of the Summer. In order to assist in the search for the cocktail, an ordinal rating system will be developed and an evaluation matrix generated. However, since I am lazy all this will take place at some indeterminate […]

Last night, I stopped by the Netparty event at Compound to photograph for AtlantaBuzz.
Shortly after I arrived, I ran into Larry, who puts on a few events around town. Later, I ran into Michael and Lara who are both involved in the Atlanta Jaycees. I chilled with them briefly and then […]

There is nothing quite like going into work hung over on a Friday. I highly recommend it. The Man is planning on sending your job to India or China anyway, so you might as well too.

I attended Improv in the Park at Piedmont Park under my own power tonight. I am not much of an improv fan, but I love any excuse to drink in the park. Even the most boring movie of all time unless one is on acid*, 2001: A Space Odyssey provided an adequate excuse […]

Would somebody please email me a Chick-Fil-A biscuit with sausage, egg, and cheese? Thank you. Working out here in the sticks sucks.