I know dick about electrical systems. Please advise.
When Kim and I moved into our apartment last May we knew that living in an older building was going to have some idiosyncracies that we’d not experienced in the past. The primary one for us has been that, especially during the summer when we have the AC [...]
When I set my weight loss goal to reach 215lbs., it was with the thought that I probably wouldn’t reach it for awhile. That was in August. Since then I have lost an estimated 30 pounds (I really wish I had weighed myself at the beginning of this thing, I think I was about 268lbs). [...]
Pasha Mezza is my new favorite restaurant. IN THE WORLD. The hummus is creamy like whipped mashed potatoes. Try the Shrimp and Mushroom casserole and your head will assplode.
Kim and I walked around a bit tonight and observed how unbelievably tacky the rich assholes in this supposed cultural-center of Norfolk are. We wouldn’t live anywhere else, but I am getting a little tired of being stared at every time I walk past Amalfi. Shit.. I get stared at when I walk past the [...]
Electric Bass Instructor Available in West Ghent
I have over 15 years playing the electric bass, which includes 4 and 5 string as well as fretless instruments and a Bachelor’s of Music from Berklee College of Music. I am not a “failed guitarist.” I have been teaching privately for about 5 years, including teaching bass [...]
Two meathead jocks with backwards baseball caps and identical Abercrombie & Fitch regalia sit down at the bar in front of Kim and Justin’s table and order two Coronas.
Justin: I bet that guy’s dick smells like that guy’s ass.
Kim: Gross! That means that that guy’s mouth smells like his own ass!
Justin: [laughs]
I can’t count how many times I have posted a list of plans or goals on this site only to have them go completely unfinished or abandoned. I am going to make an attempt to not make a list this time.
Kim and I will be moving together in the near future, and I am hoping [...]
Dear Virginia Beach,
Stop acting like Norfolk is so fucking far away. You jerks drive to Greenbriar all of the time. It’s not like the Oceanfront and Kempsville are right next to each other either. Get over yourselves, come to Norfolk, I’ll buy you a coffee at Elliotts and we can drive through the bad neighborhood [...]
So today Kim and I went and checked out Broad Street Books in Ghent, but before I get into that I think something should be made clear:
As much as I oppose big business retail stores, I have to admit, I’ve always had a thing for Barnes & Noble. The idea of a giantic bookstore that is open until 11PM (sometimes later) and has coffee and couches is just a pretty badass idea. My biggest complaint with Barnes & Noble has nothing to do with them being a big corporation or anything like that, it’s just that I despise Starbucks (and even then, not really because they too are a jackass corporation, but because their coffee tastes like ape balls).
So we go into this place, and it looks nice. Huge comfy chairs, a big children’s book section with a cool play area with a big cardboard chess board. Nice stuff, and more importantly, evidence that someone made an effort to create an environment you don’t see often in the modern day bookbox stores like Barnes & Noble. I think the building may have been a diner at one point, judging from the white, hexagonally tiled floor and the circular rust stains running in a row against the counter leaving evidence of chrome diner stools. My other guess is that it was the eatery section of the Rose’s that used to occupy that whole row businesses and the realtor segmented the building when they resold it. They also had some sappy Hallmark-worthy quotations etched on the walls preaching the gospel of reading… in a bookstore…. where people who already know how to read go to buy their books….
So Kim and I look around and we’re kind of impressed with the place. In my head I’m thinking, “Well this is closer to home, and in the proximity of like five coffee sources, so even if I have to get my corporate coffee from Panera Bread, next door, instead of an in house Starbucks, I’m good.” There are still two Starbuckses in walking distance, as well as my first choice of Elliot’s Fairgrounds and lord know what else. I will say that Broad Street has a considerable book inventory for a small shop, in fact, I think they easily blow away Prince Books in just the magnitude of what they have available on the shelves.
As we’re leaving I go and grab a business card at the counter and end up talking a bit with the nerdy couple behind the counter. I say it’s our first time in and they make those weird tupperware-party-lady noises that, I guess, mean “thanks!” Once they start talking it sounds like everyone’s at a tea party and doing Monty Python voices or somethng, but the one question I had to have answered, the one that would keep me out of Barnes & Noble forever was on the tip of my tounge:
