Mihow

Author: Mihow

  • Tattoos Are Fruity.

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    I knew that tattoos would catch on. I have to admit, those stickers are really freakin’ annoying.

  • On Writing: a Disclaimer.

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    Over the years, I have gotten into trouble online regarding some of the things I’ve written. And I feel that I need to explain something. Perhaps I will one day figure out a better way – a more detailed way – of writing this out, but for now, this will have to do. Nine times…

  • I Support Sweatshop Labor.

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    I got off the L Train at Bedford Avenue in hopes of sneaking a little Tasti D-lite softserve before meeting up with Toby Joe. There were grumpy people everywhere due to New York’s newfound wave with heat and humidity. And all I could think about was ice cream. Earlier, I had put half of what…

  • Deep Thoughts, by mihow

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    For the first time in my life I forgot how old I was. Just now, I was staring my food, spinning about in the microwave. I don’t own a microwave and never have. But I do use them at work since we don’t have a full kitchen. I guess one might say they scare me…

  • The Refuge

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    Let’s talk about the camp created to take the homosexual out of the homosexual. The place is called The Refuge. The New York Times wrote about it on Sunday. I had no idea this type of camp existed. Similarly, there is another called Love and Action. I wonder if they have a camp that takes…

  • Sexy Fat vs. Ugly Fat.

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    Eating properly on the weekends has proven to be the most difficult time for me during the tenure of this diet. I am not sure if it’s that work takes my mind off random cravings but when I’m at home in front of the TV I regress back into that nibbling mode. On the weekends,…

  • Iced Grande Sugar Free Vanilla Triple Skim Latte.

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    Dear Michele, Finally, you have become the person you once silently judged during the countless hours spent waiting in line at Starbucks A few minutes ago, you showed up at the Starbucks on Madison Avenue and 42nd Street for a 3 PM caffeine fix. There, you ordered one Iced Grande Sugar Free Vanilla Triple Skim…

  • Don’t People Eat Fish on Saturdays?

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    For over a week now, I have been excitedly anticipating photographing the Fulton Fish Market during its final days. After 151 years, the Fulton Fish Market will swim upstream and make its new home in the Bronx. (Read about it here.) Toby Joe and i were to wake up tomorrow morning at 3 a.m. and…

  • Very Special, I Feel.

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    A friend just sent me an email regarding a logo I created for them because they were in a jam and their client wasn’t diggin’ what they had given them previously. In the email, he referred to me as the “Logo Yoda”. Best. Feedback. Ever.

  • Slapping the Ass of a Flaming Waiter

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    Last night, after work, I met Toby Joe at one of our favorite wine bars in Brooklyn called D.O.C.. Keith, (Toby’s coworker), and Gerry joined us. D.O.C. has some of the best cheeses I have ever inserted into my face. And their sandwiches look delightful, though, considering the diet and all, I haven’t had one.…