Watch Me Turn 30, by Ashley N.
Question of the year: Is spending your late 20s living on South Beach and island-hopping the Caribbean as a career a) every responsible adult's fantasy or b) totally outlandish and ultimately unfulfilling for a semi-responsible adult who still places an abnormally high priority on fun? Perhaps the mere concept of what constitutes adulthood has been distorted due to my surroundings.

Through this blog, I hope to figure out what being "almost 30" really means to me...hopefully, before the big b-day next January.

Thanks goes to Holly C. for, first and foremost, agreeing to go on one of my press trips to the 'burbs of Fort Lauderdale and ultimately passing this site along to me.
the photo for May 25, 2008
DAY 135  |  May 25, 2008

Despite my best attempts to avoid the ridiculousness of the annual “Hip Hop Weekend” in Miami (two people actually got shot not too far from my building...awesome,) somehow I managed to leave the Beach only to encounter activities that were striking in similarity, if only much more subdued. Yesterday it was the party with DJ Irie spinning and special guests T-Pain and Dennis Rodman. Today was a trip 45 minutes north to Dada in Delray where we stumbled upon a def poetry jam contest. I’ll tell you one thing…poets are angry folk and the ones who yelled the loudest and had the most angst usually got the highest scores. Guaranteed I could have swept all of them - nothing even rhymed!

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