It was a regular day at work
lots of meetings, little achievement
got home, beaten down, tired,
climbed out of my car
“fucking recycle bins need to come in.”
“perfectly sorted” is what they said. “Good job”.
That tree’s my buddy! Thanks anonymous postcard guy!
Found these two factoids two days apart:
“The average British tourist gains 8 pounds during a two-week trip to the U.S. thanks to big portions and all-you-can-eat buffets.”
London Daily Mail
“Immigrants become as fat as native born Americans within fifteen years of their arrival.”
I’m digging the new Fountains of Wayne album. I dig all the Fountains of Wayne albums but feel technologically compelled to now say that “I’m digging the new Fountains of Wayne album.”