Listening to monkey songs, baking banana bread, pulling anchors out of the bathroom wall, you know… Thanksgiving!
The line at the grocery store looks like a hurricane just hit land.
Eating crushed ice. Hoping this doesn’t mean I have pica. http://bit.ly/4r1n3N
A trip to buy rosin leads me to Al’s Big Burger, Mod Lang and to learn that I live just down the street from the Hotsy Totsy Club!
There Are Grapefruit Hearts To Be Squeezed In The Dark - Max Goldt
Up early enough to catch Felix Kubin on Ken’s show on @WFMU! (Now listening to FK’s grandmother read a manual on how to use a telephone.)
The fly is on the door to the cupboard that holds the fly swatter.
Waiting for a fishmonger.
The taco trucks are hiding.
“The point should be made at this time that we are a society of mouth breathers.” - Trent Kynaston
