My friends can attest (and Fred can imitate) that I often dose off at night while I’m out at bars. After inevitably jerking back to consciousness, I then try to play it off like I’m doing fine – this fools no one.

This gift/curse to fall asleep anywhere also manifests itself at home. Recently I’ve been falling asleep while trolling through my endless number of unread blog posts in my Google Reader. Then a weird thing happens – I’ll fall into a dream where I’m stuck in an endless stream of blogs, searching for some imaginary trapped door to exit through.

Eventually I wake up feeling like I just got punk’d by the internets and this crazy restlessness permeates my mind. In a weird way, it’s the need to deal with this restlessness which has finally motivated me to start a blog – that and the fact that I’ve moved to Brooklyn where pretty much everyone (including anyone who’s anyone) has a f’ing blog.

Honestly though, I’ve had the desire to do so for about a year, but ultimately I lacked the stones to actually do it. No guarantees that this time will be any different, but I’m pretty optimistic.

I’m planning on using this space as a outlet for the running narrative in my head. This mostly concerns reviews of music/concerts, rants on brands & advertising, attempts at photography, exploration of new media and design ideas, and a host of other somewhat related topics.

Wish me luck.