Found Post - Flight to Newark

So this is kind of funny, I googled my own name tonight (something I do with astounding regularity) and discovered an old blog post from my first attempt at writing a blog!

Originally, the name of this site was going to be "marcANDthecity.blogspot.com," but I set the project aside for a while and forgot about it. When I picked up writing the blog again I had forgotten all about the previous attempt! That said, I give you the very first (and only) post on marcandthecity.blogspot.com. It's about my move to New York, and the bright-eyed wonder of jaded post-graduate.

Flight to Newark

I just started writing this, but I've been meaning to start chronicling my move to NYC and the impending job search. That said, my posts won't be chronilogically accurate, but I hope that I can weave a cogent timeline about my journey. The long and short of it is that I came here with: 1) no money, 2) no job, and 3) all the passionate naivitae you'd expect from someone who moves to New York with no money and no job.

I landed in Newark, so I could stay in Hoboken for a few days with my good friend Pam, from the University of Denver Publishing Institute. I flew in expecting to sleep on a little patch of floor and was pleasently surprised when she told me her roommate was out of town and I could sleep on his bed! It was a glorious queen size bed with these incredible pillows that I would bet are the kind Brad and Angelina sleep on.

More later... I have to get out of this apartment or I'll go freakin' nuts.