Hello Reader. I’m a bit depressed. Please let me tell you why.
I’ve lost my moleskin. My little black Moleskin. The one with the lines, where I wrote down all of my unique ideas, my interesting observations about the world. I was going to become a famous comedian. Like Michael Ian Black. Or Eugene Mirman. Or any other _____ Jewish comedian.
But now I’m going to be a nobody. I’m gonna be some Jewish social worker/teacher, advocating for socialism and a better tomorrow.
That sucks.
You may not have known this, but the Moleskin was used by famous artists such as Picasso, Van Gogh, Hemmingway, and Oscar Wilde. So it’s kind of a big deal.
If you find my Moleskin, please email me. Reward will be offered, most likely some childish doodle with a lot of penises. Maybe a joke or two that you can use as your own. Or a fictional story you can tell at parties and become that awesome guy who has all this crazy shit happen to him.
If you are wondering what it looks like, my Moleskin looks exactly like this one, except mine had lots of Hipsterjew ideas and rape jokes.

Thanks for your help.





Mike Niemeyer
08/20/2011
Moleskins are for jokers. Now spiral notebooks–they’re for lovers!