Your thirties are that awkward time when the partying of the 20s hasn’t left, but the class of the 40s is starting to set in. You end up saying things like “Man, when I get home I’m gonna drink a whole bottle of decent pinot noir and eat the fuck out of a quiche florentine!”
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Two-headed Space Nazi Sharktapus Rampage That’s a license to print money right there.
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You have this way of condensing a sentence down to it’s most baffling reduction and yet it still makes so much sense. -Justin Koeppen I now have to get that framed.
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