sympathy for the devil

and so the horns retreat. though i would say they were more likely attributable to my overall jewiness than to anything satan related. however today was not as perfect as one would think as it took me an hour to catch a cab home from the wall street area and i almost died this morning by almost stepping into an elevator shaft with no elevator waiting. it’s safe to say it would not have been the type of impact i was looking to make on wall street.

holy shit

anyone want to buy me the julian casablancas fecal matter?

spin the bottle champion 2007

holy shit! thanks le! ‘the truth’ has been done proud, bruce not so much.