I don't know any of my neighbors here. The loud upstairs neighbors just moved out. My sense of community comes from the dojo.

My old neighborhood in Alameda was wonderful. Great mix of young families and original homeowners.

I lived in my complex for about 2 years without really knowing anyone but my downstairs neighbor. Then someone had a cookout, and I went over and met a bunch of people. And now, I hang out with them all of the time.

there are exactly 3 of us in the office answering phones right now. a co-worker and i will be leaving in 15 minutes so i can get to the airport. where the fuck are the rest of my co-workers?! they know i'm leaving. aaaaaaaaaaaargh!!!!

I love a lot about our current neighborhood. We're within walking distance of several good bars/restaurants/cafes, plus some neat little vintage stores, a bike shop, a gourmet popsicle stand, and (my favorite) a new market that sells all local products, where we get our milk, eggs, lots of produce, etc. Plus the Taco Truck visits once a week, and we're right across the street from a little park where people bring their dogs and have baseball games and go sledding the one time it snows in the winter. Easy biking or short driving distance to the library, couple of grocery stores, a good indie movie theater, more restaurants, etc. I just wish we could afford to actually buy a place here, instead of continuing to rent from our deadbeat landlord.

We don't really know many of our neighbors, though, except the ones who live in the same house as us. Sometimes I feel like we know them a little too well...

Our neighborhood is pretty nifty. We have cool neighbors, a park with swings right down the street (hey, I should go play on those today), and some wonderful restaurants where we're regulars.

It was an even *better* neighborhood before some of the retail space + condo development started happening. No, I still haven't forgiven that real estate company for ousting the local thrift store and fabric store that were THREE BLOCKS FROM MY HOUSE, why do you ask?

I'm really happy with my neighborhood, but wouldn't mind meeting actual neighbors. Oh, that reminds me that I want to do my chimney sweep flyers this weekend, so maybe I'll meet some that way...

ita, here's an interesting NYTimes blog series on drawing, if you haven't seen it: [link]

I was just in a meeting where my old-time professional nemesis organization came up, and I totally spewed my hatred. Oops.

Cobble Hill was my favorite place to live in Brooklyn in terms of stuff, but I wouldn't move back there now unless I could take the park and my neighbors with me.

Thanks, Jesse. Those articles just gave me a mild anxiety attack of incompetence. I hate multiple vanishing points of perspective like nobody's business.

Which means I need to read them again, and slowly.

I glanced at them, and they turned into "wah wah wah" pretty quickly, so I thought they would be more up your alley!

I turned into "wah wah wah" really quickly. There's a reason I pretty much only draw people, and one or two at a time. And pretty close up.

But I need to push boundaries, so it's good.