Anonymous asked: are you planning to go see 'the beatles: the lost concert' film?

i’d love to. are you?

thebowtielife asked: williamsburg.

Meet me at Teddy’s Bar & Grill.

a response to a professor after being challenged to explain how i stay current with myself

 …it’s not the whole response, but it’s the part that lifted my spirits.

 Pardon my laziness. I honestly am comparative to what you’ve shared. Thank you for the post. Everywhere I go, I carry around a pocket-sized mole skin notebook. People ask, “What’s that?” I tell them it is my ideas, thoughts, free writing, or whatever - but never all those things at once. When I have an idea I write it down. When I’m driving, I record it on my phone, only to play it back on the speakers to see how it sounds. Sometimes its lyrics that popped into my mind. I read books and take notes when I can. On a train ride, for instance currently I’ve reverted back to an Options Trading book that I find most interesting. This is my second time reading it, only this time I’m highlighting key facts.  I read biographies and stories of those I aspire to be like or not like at all. I play instruments; guitar, bass, drums, saxophone, ukulele, some piano etc. When I play music, drive, or workout is most when ideas smack me in the head. I’ll be in the gym and all of a sudden get a small ridiculous, unidentifiable, irrelative idea, such as “music, building, residual”. Then BAM, out of left field comes an idea for some entertainment startup incubator. Not the best idea. Not the best example. But this is how they happen. The ones that are worth while, I work on. I work on them until I get too sick to think about them, where they fall into my pocket until I decide to reread my book or phone 2 months later.  Regardless, it keeps my mind going.  I remain open minded, sometimes too much. I am learning to keep a balance of belief and experience. Yet, I’m not weak.  I love learning. I’m not the best at math or the best drummer, but I love the road I’m on… getting wherever it is I’m going. I’ve made it obvious that I have plans to this class. But I’ve learned to stick to plans and concurrently let life do its thing. At this point, it must be every other day that I wake up and say something to the nature of, “Wow, I would’ve never imagined I’d be in the position I’m currently in a month ago…” So i just keep learning. Getting high off of intellectuality and the tides of life that change its direction. Thanks for giving me some motivation to further explain my previous posts. Now I’m in a good mood as I sit in this Starbucks of Penn Station like I have been for the past two hours, my bags next to me, waiting for a girl to get home from work so I have a place to sleep for the next two nights. (No, I’m not homeless. I’ve a beautiful home. It’s just too far out east to make anything happen for a young man in his twenties. I’ll appreciate the crap out of it come Summer. Well, at least for three days out of the week instead of one.)