My buddy Loudogg just got accepted as a New York State Trooper. You know what this means? Yep, I get to ride around in the car with him and pull people over. God bless America. Watch your speed on I-90, chumps, I may be in a tazer mood.
My cousin Rajon Rondo is booked to hit O-town with me Memorial Day. Everyone from this moment on, should consider yourself warned - hurricane style.
A guy from Filter Magazine is sending me an advance copy of The Walkmen’s new album. Freaking psyched to hear it. Oh lordy.
Time for lunch. Hopefully a solid gold egg will be on my desk when I get back.
