Every blog has to start somewhere. I guess this one starts here. Today.

Oddly enough … the world was supposed to end today.

The Mayan calendar’s doomsday prediction is a pretty weak showing, however. Then again … maybe catastrophic Earth-implosion-alien-invasion-volcano-spewing-insane-fest is happening later on this afternoon? If that’s the case, I’m doing a lousy job of spending my last moments on Earth. I had some lukewarm coffee and I’ve been in my pajamas all morning. My hair looks like shit, and I have last night’s mascara still under one eye. I’d like to think if I had one last day on Earth, I would be wearing high heels, gripping a bottle of absurdly expensive tequila in one hand and my Amex in the other. Apparently not. Must be the Buddhist in me. We aren’t really even here anyways, so if i die in the next five minutes, it’s not technically that big of a deal.

I’m wearing plaid pajamas from j.crew. The world cannot be ending. I keep laughing and thinking about that episode of the Simpson’s, where Homer eats the poisonous blowfish at the sushi restaurant and only has 24-hours to live … and he oversleeps the next morning.  I love that episode.

Here’s something else I love.

Random travel moments.

Those moments when you are simply walking down a street – and then something kinda nuts happens and you feel like you are seeing some place you’ve been before in an entirely new way. I had a great random travel moment yesterday. My buddy Jackie Patterson and I stopped in this store in the East Village called Obscura Antiques. It’s a store full of “oddities.” Oddities. Ok. Let’s be honest. It’s a freakshow in a 400-square-foot room. It’s eyeballs in glass containers and mummified hands and stuffed alligator faces. It’s gnarled chicken feet on chains and aquariums filled with animal skulls and … well … basically creepy dead, rotted, preserved nonsense some guy who has possible serious issues has been collecting at great personal expense for, like, 25 years. Now he resells this weird stuff for three times the price. If you are going to open a store like this, the East Village is the place to do it.

Here’s your Random Travel Moment #1 on this blog. It’s a siamese cow, people. I saw a two headed cow yesterday. Moo x 2. Sign of the apocalypse? Perhaps. Happy End of the World! I’m going to the gym.

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