shhhhhhhh

Football-filled weekend, what with my Southern-themed housewarming on Saturday and carafes of Bloodys at 200 Fifth on Sunday to watch the Giants slay the Rams. Fast forward to me sleeping on a rooftop in Sunset Park and taking a car home this morning at 6:30 AM. Lord, for how long can I keep up this pace? Thank you to those of you who made it out to Kensington to eat my pimento cheese sandwiches and biscuits with peach jam and pecan pie bars and to drink PBR. (Oh, and Justin, I still have a pot full of oil on my stove that you need to take care of.)

DFW is dead. I still need to finish "Infinite Jest".