“I don’t think anyone could have anticipated 'Adderall' not making the record.”
Sound familiar? The first part is all too familiar with me. That’s how our administration explains levy breaches or not finding WMD’s, etc. But that’s a different blog for a different day. At least in this case, my statement is absolutely true.





I haven’t Pasteblogged in
awhile, honestly, because I haven’t had much to say. Now I sort of
do. After two weeks of dismal dreariness briefly punctured by one
(uno) snippet of lovely in New York, the sun decided to haul its butt
out from behind the clouds and make the day not look so ugly. We
spent the whole day with our wonderful sweet booking agent, Wendy,
and we saw a bunch of kids fly kites. As the past two weeks have been
a plague-bespotted misery for some of us (our van was starting to
resemble a sick ward, only dirtier, and vaguely smelling of burrito
and socks), it was a welcomed change, IE: we finally took off our
jackets for the first time in God knows how long. Seriously. It’s
nearly June. It’s like 100 degrees in Mississippi. That’s summer:
endless, unavoidable sweating. Why is it so damn cold everywhere
else?
