go in CHEAP & come out CLEAN
It is admittedly very rare that I have moments where I miss where I grew up (even though I relate things to CT a lot, and have that nerdy CT necklace that I wear all the time). Let me explain (since I realize that might not make sense): I look back fondly on that place and that time, and appreciate that I had those experiences, but it isn’t something I am longing to go back to, because I know I belong right here, where I am now. And I am content with that.
This picture I took, right down at Branford Point, where I spent many of my summers as a kid, closeby to my old house I grew up in, just reminded me that I am damn lucky I grew up where I did, and maybe—just maybe—I missed those experiences in this very place, just a little bit.
It’s beautiful there, no?
Scream! It’s extreme! WMNJ is shrieking with excitement for fall semester. We are on the hunt for new DJ’s, bands, tunes, adventures. Are you ready for the ride?
Gotta represent WMNJ—back in the day I was Assistant General Manager & it was the good good times. Mandy & Ali & I (& a handful of others) resurrected that shit from its Chris C-bro death. Some of the most stressful but fun times I had at college involved the crazy-ass planning & meetings and shit we had to do for it. I’m going to go ahead and toot our collective horn for us & say if it weren’t for us, WMNJ would’ve died completely and wouldn’t be able to be where it is today!
toot toot, y’all!
