Spam

It would seem that today, someone pretending to be me accessed my e-mail account and sent out this mass message to everyone I've ever contacted inviting them to buy digital cameras from some website. My friends knew it wasn't me, though. This isn't due to the fact that I was inexplicably selling things or had the grammar of a bad Chinese robot, but because I suspiciously mentioned that I was experiencing "happiness." My friends know me so well.

-TC

Hair Metal

I see people performing for money in the subway all the time. But today I saw my first one man hair metal band. And he totally rocked my world. Not enough that I gave him money, of course, just enough that I decidedly avoiding giving him any overtly dirty looks as I passed by. I'm too kind, I know.

-TC