There’s a vigorous conversation going on right now about Drake lint rolling his pants during a game, and whether he’s a “Weak Ass Motherfucker” “Wack,” or “Cornball.” Look, I’m no Drake apologist, but if you’ve ever had pets, you realize that you can never lint roll enough.
Neighborhoods that had a bunch of cool bars that you used to go to, so you decided to live near the bar, but now that you’re older you don’t like the bars so much and now you’re trying to get the bar closed because you’re an awful piece of shit who’s going to move to the suburbs soon anyway.
My new/former neighborhood is on here but there’s no way that the median income is what they say it is.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Little Italy but I wouldn’t live there. Rent is crazy expensive, parking sucks, and they really fail to mention that while you’re paying $1000 a month for your studio you are directly in the flight path for the airport that is literally next door. The descending planes look like they are mere feet above your roof.
There are better neighborhoods here
Their recommendation in SF is Cow Hollow
“The median rent in Cow Hollow is $1,344, with residents averaging a median income of $36,119.”
and if you can do basic math, you’ll know this leaves you exactly $3 for the MAC pro store in the neighborhood, but fortunately the bars are teeming with young IT douchebros who will want to get you wasted!
literally everyone I know in SF hates Cow Hollow.
Most people in Chicago feel negative good about Wicker Park.
You will literally spend half as much in rent in pretty much every neighborhood* in Philadelphia.
(*Sans Center City. And Old City. But that’s all. East Passyunk? Check. Fishtown? Check. NoLibs? Check.)
As a Chicagoan, IF Reckless Records and SubT moved out of Wicker Park I would never set foot in that neighborhood again. It’s the bleached asshole of Chicago. (I am pretty sure I stole that from somewhere).
A person writing for business insider wouldn’t know a cool affordable neighborhood for young people if it slapped them in the face.
I have so much garbage in my room, like the soundtrack to Friday? Why do I have the Soundtrack to Friday? And a radio, and an empty “Ab Burner” DVD box. An “Official Jameson button of St. Patrick’s Day.”
"With a question mark hanging over the application of more dramatic sanctions, the US navy announced it would send combat dolphins and sea lions to Ukraine for Nato war games in the Black Sea. This is the first time US and Russian combat dolphins could face each other in the open ocean, Russian media reported."
So how do I get involved with the combat dolphin and combat sea lion program?
There’s a new ramen restaurant in Baltimore, and when I say “New,” I mean “First.” They put it on a street that’s notoriously terrible for small businesses, so I’m going to try to go tomorrow before the Charles Street black hole sucks up another victim.
Also, today in class, I asked if there were any questions, and someone said, “What is the meaning of life?” and I said, “42” and kept going, and nobody laughed. YOUTHS THESE DAYS. THEY ARE NOT EVEN PROPER NERDS.
Like seriously, Heroin is the number one bumper crop of this city. People come from miles around to see the harbor, visit camden yards, and buy some smack off a teenager on North Ave. That’s all Anthony Bourdain talks about in his special “Let’s spend 15 minutes in a bunch of rust belt cities” episode of I’m a pretentious garbage monster. there was an entire show about the heroin trade and it’s effect on the city. It’s the subject of 1/8th of Vice’s columns.
This is an easy city to mock if you get your facts straight.
BALTIMORE—In an effort to improve spectator safety, Oriole Park at Camden Yards personnel announced Monday that the ballpark’s concession stands will henceforth stop selling crack cocaine at the conclusion of the seventh inning.
HEROIN, Onion. Baltimore is a HEROIN city. It’s not like there isn’t crack here, but HEROIN is king. It’s like you’ve never been here.