Morning.

FYI - Every morning is a Starbuck's morning = Grande White Mocha where everybody knows my name. Literally. And you want to know what's worse than that? My wife and my youngest go there daily as well. They know all of our names.

*throws Chicano Power fist in the air....or something*

Of course Sirius comforts me on the drive in. Left of Center - 26 is what I was rocking to. Tell me something. Am I the only who thinks "The Editors" are getting to much love? I mean, they don't suck, but I'm not thinking they are something I look forward to listening to, like for example, the new FLAMING LIPS, which I need to pick up. It's an upardonable sin that I haven't done so already. Money clip is a little light this week, so I had to go with a Chronicles of Narnia purchase at my local house of prayer, more commonly known as Circuit City. On the 15th, the new Lips will be mine.


Continue to not know what the hizell I'm talking about.

*downs more liquid of the Gods as "The Smiths - Cemetary Gates" plays in background*

Work you say?