The Constorium of Greater Minds

It’s been awhile since I’ve jogged down some thoughts over here at the consortium, an annual retrospect might as well be the mark of my return.

A lot of relationships built, forgotten, and refurbished – most for the better, a few I still have to figure out. Two moves, out a of a decrepit old house on the east side of I-5, up north to the parent’s for a quick stay and some tension. Found some luck and back down to a nice nice spot on the west side. Still struggling with money, saving it sounds easy until the allure of liquor, music, and women calls. I listened to a ridiculous amount of Clipse, Maino, Trey Songz, and Lloyd, along with a handful of DJ Neil Armstrong mixtapes. Interviewed that cat for another blog. Kept my rapport with the associate down in Los Angeles, kept asking for advice and giving it when needed. Loss of direction in the winter. Rallying a couple calls later, direction found. A lot of mistakes made, still have to fix those. Flying Coffin hats. Christmas shopping still not done after the fact, less money mo’ pro’lems. Pam’s Kitchen. Taco Truck. Art shows I never thought I’d be a part of. I’m on the edge now, I can feel it. Over sixty applications, no success. Runner-up. Time to make my own job. Denim. Weirdocult. As much as this year was horrible on paper, I accomplished things I never thought I would have. Women, shoot they always take a spot on my annual list, this year more than ever. So 2009, you were painful, hazy, bizarre, and sometimes amazing. I have to go, 2010 is getting at me.