
If getting detoured through the back roads of New Jersey while listening to Can’s Ege Bamyasi on your morning commute is wrong, well, I guess I could have slept in another hour.
If getting detoured through the back roads of New Jersey while listening to Can’s Ege Bamyasi on your morning commute is wrong, well, I guess I could have slept in another hour.
A mystery to tax the wisdom of Solomon. Wawa’s removal of hash browns from their menu—and specifically the ability to put one inside a breakfast burrito—is just a bizarre decision. We can’t be the only ones who want this!
Bonus food whine added at 12:30: who’s the genius that decided National Cheesesteak Day should fall on a Friday during lent?!
Tick, tock. It’s almost baseball season, and it’s 2023, so I thought this morning that we might be coming up on the 30th anniversary of “Homer At The Bat.”
Nope! It actually came out 31 years ago and in February! Time is stupid!
I don’t care if it’s accurate. I feel vaguely dirty that Spotify has grouped some of my favorite artists and songs1and also Ariel Pink, unfortunately. from the Aughts as “indie sleaze.” At least it’s not emo.
Where do Icelandic folk buy their tuxedos?
Björk’s Brothers