Well, I don't know how much he cares about babies...And don't fret our one fan. Future posts may happen. Emphasis on may.
Paul Beurre came to NY last night. This morning in a hungover daze (me, him and by Austin I meant Married) at a diner I say "we need to figure out a way to do this for a living" PB"what, eat at a diner?" Me"no, get really shitty, wake up hungover and go to a diner... then get really shitty" PB"we just need to be that guy" BAIMM"what guy? William S. Burroughs? Jack Kerouac? Ernest Hemingway?" Me"Hey man, I'm better than Hemingway. In fact! I'm gonna start a Blog." The End