Thu 27 Nov 2008
When I was younger, my mom and brother and whatever ex druggies we had staying at our house, would gather around the record player and listen to this song below:
Arlo Guthrie – Alice’s Restaurant
it remains to be the only thing in this world that makes me think of Thanksgiving besides my grandmother’s candied yams.
mmmm..

December 1st, 2008 at 5:40 am
I didn’t come here to talk about that. I came here to talk about the draft.