December 04, 05:50 PM
Hi guys.
Here's a picture of the xmas tree i bought for this holiday season. It's a little on the small size. Because let's face it, the economy sucks and we're in a recession.
November 21, 12:53 PM

Thanksgiving is next week! Yeah! I'm already starving myself so i can pig out on turkey next week. Then watch a crappy NFL game and then whine about how they play too many college football games on Thanksgiving. I don't watch college football. I watch the pros. Sorry, college kids.
Thanks to everyone who commented on last week's blog - you gave me nice advice on looking for women. Josh, tell that chick to facebook me, Cooper Black, thanks for clarifying. And i think I have to stop typing now and book a flight to Japan. Unless that girl Josh knows facebooks me.
I've decided to get Liz Lemon a Christmas present this year. So, I need to start thinking about that. Anyone got any ideas of what she'd want?
Happy Thanksgiving!
Talk soon.
Frank
November 13, 08:00 PM
This is the kind of chick I'm lookin' for.

These are the kind of chicks I'm not lookin' for.
Seriously, if the see the chick that I'm into - LET ME KNOW. And if you see those other broads, let me know, so I can go into hiding. AAAAAAAGGHHHH!!! Gotta pretend like I'm workin'now. Liz Lemon just knocked on my office door that is closed that's supposed to be open.
Talk soon.
Frank
November 06, 07:16 PM
Here's a couple of art pieces I wish I owned. Both are from Coney Island.
The snake girl. I'm not saying she's bad lookin. But beautiful is overstating it a little. She looks a little dude-ish in the painting. A little too teen-Tarzan for me. I'm diggin' the body though. The exhibit did not live up to the painting. I think it was 50 cents to have a look at the snake woman, but you look through plexi-glass, don't have a good view, the snake girl is barely visible, and she's a complete fake. But the painting here is really cool. Wish I owned it.
October 30, 02:10 PM
Here's a picture of my friend's car taking a dump. And me trying not to let it dirty up the New York City streets. Seriously, that's not what's going on. But let's see if you can guess what it is that I am doing. Send me your guesses (in the comment section). And I'll respond to them next week. And I know what you're thinking. How come my hat doesn't say anything? It does. It's in invisible ink. What do you think it says?