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“Who am I?”

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Last night I went into a tailspin trying to figure out: Who am I? What is it that I do? What’s my brand? Do I need one? I went into a job interview a couple months ago to help restructure a marketing agency and put some systems in place, and one of the chicks that worked there asked me a question I hate; one that I have no idea how to answer. She asked me: “so, what is it–what...

Media databases

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I created an online course full of twenty or so videos that show you how to pitch the press and get media write-ups. The only thing is, once you know how to do that, you’re going to need some kind of media database. So, I called up the media database software that I use (and have for 8 years) and said: “Hey, lemme get an affiliate commission for any customers I send you.”...

Blackmailed by strippers

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I kinda miss my old blog when I was writing fucked up stories about my fucked up life. It was some hilarious shit, but the thing about it is… they were stories about me banging whores and getting arrested. How many stories can live like that on the Internet? It felt like every time I had something serious come up, be it a job interview or client proposal or magazine editor browsing through...

Hot and cold shit = good life

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I’m drinkin some coffee. It’s about 8:30AM. Saturday. I’m sleepy. Trying to wake up. Going out with a friend at 11AM to catch up on life. Doing my diligence of posting every morning. Working on my book after I write this post. The book is fucking awesome. All about using travel as a means of self-discovery; a tool, rather than some recreational activity or vacation. You brush...

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I agree with Avatar

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It all started out just fine… I got a text from my buddy saying that the courts opened up again at Fort Greene Park (downtown Brooklyn). I texted him back and said dope. Let’s do 2PM. I had to move the car at noon here in Bushwick and the street-side sweeping ended at 1PM in Fort Greene. So, I figured I’d take a break from work around noon, drive over to Fort Greene, and take my...

Writer’s block and shady baristas

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What’s up with writer’s block? I don’t believe in it. That’s something that happens in the movies. If I can’t think of anything to write, maybe that’s cause I’m trying to impress myself–or someone else. Maybe writer’s block should be changed to: insecure about writing. And I’m not trying to come off as a pompous piece of dick, but how...

This post is almost about nothing

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I was drinkin so much damn coffee that my heart was beating to a rhythm. It was skipping beats, beating twice in row, stopping for a second then coming back again. I know what you’re thinking. Damn dude. That doesn’t sound good. Well, fear not people. Yesterday I drank one cup of ice coffee and vaped the fuck outa my juul while watching yet another rendition of Biggie and...

Expert road trip hacks

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So I’m 20,000 words deep into this damn book I’m writing about how to vagabond the world when I decide late last night to do some research… What do 9-5ers really want to know about travel so that I can make sure I include it in this book? I’m certain people who are working jobs they hate are going to love this book; that’s who I need to please. Right? I mean, the...

Thoughts running through my head during meditation

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It’s really hard to meditate when you remember that you forgot to set the coffee pot timer. I wake up at 8AM and the coffeemaker starts brewing at 7:45AM, but man, that almost wasn’t the case. Just as I sat down in half-lotus position somewhere around 12:40AM and the British dude from Headspace told me to get comfortable and not think about anything and I wiggled my ass to a pleasant...

The people along the way

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It was in 2014 I think. At the time, I had a few employees and a PR agency in Los Angeles. The company had gone from one client to eleven clients rapidly. It was only six months into our operations when monthly revenue exceeded forty grand; even my accountant was excited. Then I didn’t renew the retainer on my biggest client and couldn’t afford payroll. I sat on my couch in the living...

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