A long time ago, in a gin joint far, far away…

It’s been a long week, and as the wife and I are heading down to Long Island to see family this weekend I’m taking today off.  In exchange, have an awesome ragtime version of the Mos Eisley Cantina Band’s iconic song from Star Wars.  I’d rather listen to this on repeat for three hours than watch Episode I again anyway.

Have a great weekend and see you all Monday!

Because this is the kind of shit I think about.

This is gonna be a shitty post.

This is gonna be a shitty post.

I do a lot traveling to see friends and family, and as a result I’ve spent more than my fair share of time in rest stop bathrooms – and I’ve become a bit of a connoisseur.   Now hold on and  bear with me here – it’s not going where you think it is.

Well, maybe it is going exactly where you think it is.  If that’s the case, you’re a sick fucking freak and I’d like to represent you as a literary agent.

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