This is kind of hilarious- Not sure how long this will go uncorrected, but in Yahoo! news, there's an article about the death of former Atlanta mayor Maynard Jackson. The kicker? The picture in the article is actually of Michael Jackson! Poor Maynard's been dead less than 24 hours, and he's probably already spinning in his grave. Actually, he's probably not even in it yet.In other news, it's now official. Miss Charming Melodee and I signed a lease this morning to move into an apartment in Brooklyn. A two bedroom, however, which is really the only way I would make such a move at this point. But it makes a lot of sense in many regards. It's a really quick progression, especially since we decided on it three months ago. But I'm not freaking out or panicking about it at all. There's a ton of extra room as well, which I have alotted for a foosball table, my drum set, and possibly a hammock. I've also got a few lighting designs I'm terribly excited about. The thing that's got me freaked out the most is the daunting task of packing up my apartment. There are actually some boxes I still haven't unpacked since I moved in September. But I can't wait to go. Friday night, shortly before dusk, the entire neighborhood of Greenpoint smelled like poo. I'm not kidding. It was terrible. It actually smelled better in my bathroom- after I sat on the toilet for ten minutes- than it did in the rest of the apartment. I honestly started to think that someone had snuck into my apartment, took a shit, and hid it under my bed. Air quality is not a big thing in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.
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