I tell ya, feast or famine... Today I was in midtown (yeesh) for a meeting with my thesis adviser at MoMA. I didn't wear my mohawk proper because I didn't want to shock the prof (too much) or get my damn picture taken by tourists, which has happened more than once in Manhattan and it creeps me the fuck out. Somewhere in the world someone has my ( Read more... )

Ok, ok, here it is, people. I enjoy the hell out of it, as you can see...


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The rumors are true, folks... yesterday I had the joy that IS a mohawk bestowed upon my noggin. No, I'm not kidding. I'll post pictures just as soon as the digital camera recharges and PM is home before the sun goes down (despite being a digital camera it generally sucks indoors). Why? Because I could. I always wanted one and there's no time ( Read more... )