Your fucking cookies are incredible.

This is far beyond the stupid guilt-ridden charity bullshit of a co-worker trapping you in some queer “no obligation” emotional obligation to buy some pretzel twists or soggy hoagies for some distantly related relative’s basketball team or some other sole spark of a child’d life that happens to be underfunded.

I don’t care what the fuck [...]

I caught wind earlier that day, June 9th 2009, that David Byrne was playing a free show as part of the Celebrate Brooklyn concert series in Prospect Park in Brooklyn. I thought to myself…

“God Damn…I love him…”

“I bet there’s gonna be god-awful hipsters everywhere…a sea of sucking humanity…one big coffin…”

“And, of course, I have to mount [...]