Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this son [or sun] of York

So I have not been updating this with any personal information for some time. I am sorry, though I doubt many have felt deprived. It has been a busy few months and these sorts of public endeavors, these masturbatory activities, have been (rightfully) the first to suffer neglect.

Here is what has been going down.

1.) Rhode Island

Jack and I took a weekend trip to Rhode Island last month. The family Attias was celebrating the 40th anniversary of den mother Nicole's presence on this planet. We piled Lemon in and spent the weekend playing in the crisp winter sun of RI. Nikki had a wonderful party where I partook in some puffs and ate myself into slumber. It was not pretty. Whoever brought the ribs, I offer my sincerest appologies. I could not help it.

2.) Thanksgiving

Jack and I returned to our humble little slab of gentrification for 24 hours, whereupon we left again for Virginia. Pops and sis flew up and met us at our Grandmother's house in the woods of Scottsville. To say that the time spent there, listening to my Grandmother tell stories of my father's adolescence, watching her, in turn, listen to my Father's telling of his debaucherous youth, alomst all of which was news to her, some 35 years later, was incredible. We watched Lemon chase, and get chased by, cows. We ate delicious food and enjoyed the warmth of Family without any drama, any fake smiles or disenginuity. It was truly something special.

3.) Brooklyn.

The winter has snuck up on us. I surfed yesterday and was quickly reminded of the comitment required to surf in New York during the winter. We have stopped riding bikes almost completely and I have begun to enjoy the subway again.

Jack and Cory celebrated their birthdays recently, 22 and 21 respectively. Though, if I may mention, no cake has been eaten. Anyone interested in providing cake for the wayward children of Brooklyn may do so. We can all use more cake.

4.) Writing, publishing and submissions.

I have been writing non-stop, it seems, both for class and not. I am enjoying it more now than ever, a welcomed change in attitude given the cost of tuition here at New School and my pursuance of a degree in Creative Writing.

We are getting good submissions for the next issue of Umbrage. It will be interesting to see how the magazine changes with the addition of so many new voices.

I have written a story that is not about young boys and debauchery that I like. You will see it soon, God willing.

5.) People.

I met someone new, just recently, who has made it all-too dificult to be misanthropic. I am thankful for this. Anger is consumptive and destructive and does nothing for my well-being, my art and for the household. I am happy, I think.

Good looking out.

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