Good evenering. It’s Friday, October 16, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in Brooklyn is 63˚ & perfectish and somewhere, somebody is banging his head against the wall, knowing that he’s about to… Continue reading
Phantom Songs is an ongoing series of musical pieces that you can’t quite put your finger on. You have most definitely heard the song before, but are most likely not able to pinpoint… Continue reading
Good afternoon. Get back to work. Or not. See if I care. [SPOILER: I do.] It’s Friday, October 9, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in Brooklyn is 80˚ with looming thunderstorms and… Continue reading
Goulet. It’s Friday, October 2, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in Brooklyn is 49˚ & hue hue hue hue huuuueee and somewhere, somebody is reading the ingredients of something at the grocery… Continue reading
Season’s Greetings. What season is it? Who cares, FREE ORANGES FOR ERRRRRBODY! It’s Friday, September 18, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in Brooklyn is 85˚ & garlicky and somewhere, somebody is having… Continue reading
Welcome. Bienvenue. Baguette. D’accord. Welcome. It’s Friday, September 10+1, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in Brooklyn 81˚ & filled with Dragonflies and somewhere, somebody is discovering the pair of scissors that I… Continue reading
Good evening. Better night. Or night bettor. Bet on the night. Even if it still belongs to Michelob. Uh huh. It’s Friday Saturday, September 5, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in Brooklyn… Continue reading
Greetings and salutations. That was my best attempt at a bad Christian Slater impression. Not impressed? Whatever, let’s go get a Slushie. It’s Friday, August 28, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in… Continue reading
Have an afternoon. Please. It’s on the house. Ignore the smell. Just take it. Come on! It’s Friday, August 14, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather in Brooklyn is 89˚ but it feels… Continue reading
Good afternoon, how can I help you? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Hmm. No, we don’t sell Vegemite. Yeah, no. I’m sorry, have a good one. It’s Friday, August 7, Two Thousand and Fifteen. The weather… Continue reading
