Today I...

1. Woke up [11:00 am]


2. Ate a brownie prepared 2 days prior by an older brother (you cut it too soon!) [11:15 am]


3. Washed my body with Wickedly Hot Chocolate (that Polly left when she went to India) [11:30 - 11:45 am]


4. Made a feeble attempt at potent prayers [12:00 noon]


5. Hoped to receive a random phone call from an ordinary radical speaking in Orlando [12:15 am]


6. Used the line "I'll call you on your shit, please call me on mine... so we can grow together" in a context that Propaghandi probably never intended [1:00 pm]


7. Played approximately 13 holes of golf with the most unwholesome threesome to ever hit Winter Park Pines [2:00 - 6:00 pm]


8. Fixed flowering broccoli florets for dinner [6:30 - 7:00 pm]


9. Watched Grissom unravel the case of at least the third body buried in a sand bunker [7:00 pm - 8:00 pm]


10. Rode a 1986 Peugeot and wondered "will Jesus save me... and take me through the day?" [8:15 - 8:30 pm]


11. Assisted a Fat American with the printing of nearly 100 metal plates for the Gagosian Gallery in Paris while jamming Daniel Johnston, The Amps, Sonic Youth, The Vapors, Gary Numan, The Raincoats, and more [8:30 pm - 1:30 am]


12. Thoroughly enjoyed a Ham & Turkey Pita and a bottle of V8 in front of a 7-11 [1:45 - 2:00 am]


13. Rode my tired bones and "silently, I wish(ed) to sail into your port" [2:00 - 2:15 am]