After my camera took a big steaming dump of New York on my laptop, I thought I'd share a few of the high and low moments with you all.
Seeing my favorite dog Bella was wonderful, we played like the old days and I could tell she was happy to see me.
Equally great was seeing my favorite view from Manhattan.
No, stupido, not anything from the high line. I'm talking about this view, baby:
Another great moment was going over to Daniel's house. For some reason I haven't set foot in his abode for years. We joke about it all the time, that I had become a rumor in his household, that Daniel's parents get suspicious when he says "I'm going to chill with Kevin" thinking he is actually saying "I'm going to go do drugs with bad people"
Needless to say, nothing had changed. Just like the old days.
The real highlight was spending some time trying to record an awesome episode of Friday Night with K-Dog. It was the dopest night to do it, energy was high and my boy-o's Chris, Ludwig, Carlos and Daniel all hit up the microphones and had our shot at greatness.
Well...things didn't turn out that great. After tanking for at least an hour, we all started laying around in defeat. The place looked and smelt like an opium den.
Essentially, this photo of Chris can summarize how much fun we were having.
Still, even after failing miserably and having nothing to do but revel in our own incompetency, we all had fun. That's what I love about these buckos.
All of that is long gone now. I'm tucked away in my living room, back in Chicago, chilling with Spuds Mackenzie, thinking about some prints I have to do tonight. It's a totally different pace from things back home but in some ways I enjoy it just as much.
I do look forward to going home, though.