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It’s called urban anthropology. And I’m a fuckin secret agent.

“The day that I die will be the day that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar.”

I’m going to be completely honest with you. Boobs fascinate me.

Omg, I hear it’s really bad for you if you…keep freaking out every time some random, unqualified person tells you some myth they heard about on the Internet. Like, super bad for you…

Sometimes I’m afraid I’m going to end up like Dean Moriarty.

I’m at a restaurant right now with two couples and I’m straight 5th wheelin it and one of the waitresses has this amazing rack and I have no one to share it with 😦 Sooooooo, I’m going to write this blog post and show it to my buddy later. All my friend’s wives are going to hate me 🙂

This is how I say good morning to my British friends on the 4th of July. I’m not really sure why I still have any friends left.

Ok, the whole “aww, man, I just got back from Europe, I’m still getting over my jetlag” stage is officially over, and I am now fully engrossed in the, “ok, what the fuck am I going to do with my life” stage. I’m not super thrilled.

Randomly, I went back to Toys “R” Us for the first time in like 15 years and I must say, that place is much smaller than it used to be. No, it’s actually smaller, they sold half the store to a Bed Bath and Beyond. It’s exactly half the size.

If you’re in your 20s and already think you’re old and are insecure about your perceived geriatric state. Congratulations, you’re already dead. Enjoy the next 50-60 years of zombie-hood. Try not to bite anyone. Oh, and it’s vampires that are sexy, not zombies, sorry.