Subbacultcha

I started listening to the Pixies show I went to last month on my drive to work this morning. It's always cool to have a CD of a concert you attended, especially one as good as the Pixies. The only thing missing is the drunk neanderthal who believed he was a one-man mosh pit and kept bumping into me. People like that should be put to sleep.

A guy who works in my building is wearing his high school letter jacket today. Let it go, man. Let it go.