aprettygoodstart

I'm Dennis.


I'm an attorney (and notary public) in Manhattan.


I like comic books, politics, Dashboard Confessional, Bill Murray, and Connecticut.


I drink too much bourbon and Pabst Blue Ribbon.


I have too much fun doing it.


email: aprettygoodstart@gmail.com
The W going for some Black Flag bars lighting.  (at W New York - Times Square)

The W going for some Black Flag bars lighting. (at W New York - Times Square)

Let’s do this.  (at Dominique Ansel Bakery)

Let’s do this. (at Dominique Ansel Bakery)

Greetings from Hanoi Jane’s Urinal Stickers (at VFW of Westport)

Greetings from Hanoi Jane’s Urinal Stickers (at VFW of Westport)

Here’s something you don’t see every day: A relatively young, in-shape white dude with a full head of hair wearing at athletic gear passed out on the subway before 10:00 p.m.

Here’s something you don’t see every day: A relatively young, in-shape white dude with a full head of hair wearing at athletic gear passed out on the subway before 10:00 p.m.

scottlava:

“Hold it right there, Dead Head!”

scottlava:

“Hold it right there, Dead Head!”

Farting On My Nephew

I stopped off at my sister’s place this weekend and got to hang out with my 4 1/2 year old nephew. He’d called me a week before and yelled at me for not being at his house, so I figured I was due for a visit.

As an aside, he’s such a little mush. When he came home he gave me a big hug and told me he missed me. Adorable.

Anyway, we’re on the couch hanging out and he starts dropping silent but deadly farts every few minutes. I call him out on it, then he says “excuse me” and kinda giggles. With each sucessive fart my reaction becomes more dramatic and grandiose. He loves it.

Then, the tables turn. I feel a good one bubbling up myself, so I call him over to me, give him a bear hug and then drop a bomb. He smells it, immediately freaks out and runs away laughing.

I’m totally a grown up.

Senses Fail! (at Highline Ballroom)

Senses Fail! (at Highline Ballroom)