what was i thinking?

You know what, I was drunk and ponderous. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm not going to bore you all every day with the trivialities of my drunken existence.

I will, however, share with you all a particularly horrific quote I overheard one dreadful Friday night at Vito's in Seattle. A uniquely sleazy little hipster was explaining to some vapid minx the importance of the name “Fatboy Slim:”

“See, he's so fat with positive energy, right? And we feed off of that positive energy, right? Like, we devour his positive energy and that makes him slim.”

Today, I think I am going to tell complete strangers how much I dislike them.

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