Despite a bumpy start (I’m looking at you Luxor cabs. Less of a look, more of a death glare. coughwaitedanhourforacabcough), last night was a success. artMRKT looks great, got to see a lot of people. Reconvened the team to head over to the very end of Art Pad, ended up hailing a limo (less of a hail, more of Em trying to hitchhike). Took said limo to the Phoenix, got to see a few more people before the fair closed for the night. Got the rest of the team, late night sushi and ended at Big with a lovely whiskey.
Good job team.
Who just got approved for a sweet new apartment in Oakland? This lady, that’s who. So happy to not have to continue to run around to 12 different properties a day. Oakland, Imma be all up in you. Oh and pool, I have a pool now.
Fingers and toes crossed that this apartment is mine by the end of the day. Pool parties on the horizon guys.
Working on head stands fluctuates between hilarious and terrifying.
I was always the one kid who couldn’t do cartwheels. “I don’t know guys, that just doesn’t seem safe and I’m pretty sure I’m going to break my neck.” Not sure if my mother was happy about me being the kid without the I-AM-INVINSIBlE-I-FEAR-NO-PAIN reflex, but I didn’t break too many bones as a kid or ever have to get rushed to the ER.