Day 64

RCC birthday celebration tonight!!! (see, I told you I'd give you a shout out)

Day 63

two of my most favorite people in the whole wide world are potentially moving back to the nation's capitol... im so PUMPED. it has been too long since we have called the same place home. prepare to save a shelf in your fridge for me! oh and stock up on your bourbon!

YES YES YES!

Day 62

and nothing beats an acoustic performance. check out the lead singer for go radio rock out this little love ballad original...
also, if his voice sounds familiar, it might be because he is the old second singer from mayday parade before they kicked him out...

"Goodnight Moon" (acoustic)

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Day 61

the OG boyo returns to DC tonight! dropkick jones! what up son!?

Day 60

i am using my blog to write a letter to a special someone who decided to pull up a chair next to me at a Starbucks in Adams Morgan.

Dear father of two,

First off, I hope you had a wonderful weekend. Did you see the Oscar's? Wow, Franco was bad, right!? I know...

Anyways, for the future, please do not bring your two young boys to a Starbucks, let them split a coffee and then have them sit at a group table where it is blatantly obvious that every other person, pushing 6 people in total, are here working. I know you have a caffeine addiction (probably because you get no sleep from your kids abusing caffeine-laden liquids...) and love to read the paper somewhere other than your kitchen table. However, getting your kids hopped up on coffee (they split a large, just to jog your memory) and letting them wrestle on the floor over the empty coffee cup seems unnecessary. I also want to point out that simply throwing out the coffee cup does not solve the problem. In fact, as I write this, one of your young children is standing over my shoulder presumably reading this as I type it. That's fine because I'm saving the real colorful language for later...

Anyways, I'm not mad at your two boys. Heck, I want 35 just like them. However, you and your desire to create a tornado of noise and commotion and lack of parental supervision in a Starbucks during business hours is deplorable.

In short, don't give your kids coffee, don't bring them to a Starbucks with nothing to do but fight over trash while you read the paper and most importantly, if you fail to follow the first two instructions, please, at a minimum, acknowledge the fact that your are an asshole and apologize to those around you.

Warm Regards,

"My name doesn't matter because the only thing I'm giving you is the bird."

Day 59

a long time ago (close to 5 years), i was in a car driving from dc to a house in reston and i bonded with someone while listening to this song. i dont remember what we did for the rest of that night but i remember listening to this song. funny the little things you remember

in other news, james franco is not great. he was boring. and depending on who you ask, high as a kite as well.

also, 70 degrees out!? finally having a job that makes me drive all over the city and walk miles upon miles a day is paying off!!

and... charlie sheen is bat shit crazy.

Day 58