Today is Halloween Eve.

In honor of the above mentioned date, I figured I’d bless the limited and loyal readership with an update of sorts.

Basically, nothing has changed. I’m still out in Brooklyn, living in a small room, albeit for free, amongst the hipsters and their fabulous overpriced angst. Truth be told, the other day, I wore a zip up sweatshirt over a hoodie—if only I could afford the expensive jeans, I might be as cool as them.

Work on my literary masterpiece has ground to a halt over the last week. Between working, looking for a job, working as a doorman, working as a barback, and indulging in my beverage hobby—I’m finding very little time to sit down at the ‘puter and put fingers to keys. I will get back to it.

Please do not ask about bar results. When they arrive, I promise to let everyone know—for better or for worse.

The bad side to being a bar-fly: having to listen to self-impressed drunks.

Tis what it is all about…

For those that care, here is the update.

The hustle is in full effect. As you may have read, I am, homeless. Luckily I have some very kind friends who have taken me in, fed me, and kept me thoroughly imbibed. I am thankful to all of them.

I still really do not have a job. I work and get paid just enough to eat each week. This is not by choice. I daily dutifully send out curriculum vitae’s, cover letters, writing samples, and the like. So far, nothing much has come of it.

I moved out of the fat pad 10 days ago. Until today, I was resting my head on a friend’s couch on the Upper West Side. Grateful though I am, my body let me know it was time to go—my head no longer turns left.

Timing has lately been a real bitch but it worked out for the best this time. I received a call a few days ago from a friend I had not seen is some time. She’d heard of my plight and informed me that she had an extra room at her place. So here I am, sitting at her kitchen table, writing. Live and direct from Williamsburg. That is right; I left the island and am now officially in Brooklyn. Who knows how long this good grace will last but right now it feels great. I can finally inflate my mattress.

--10/09/2006