Dearest Friends,
I walk into the post office to send a Mandrill album to California, as soon as I walk inside a woman's voice loudly says, "It's okay, it's your thing, and you're good." Did I hear this in my head? Has the world gone insane? Have I cut off my head and lost my mind (@baseball card vandals)?
I said, (I think) to my brother once while driving on Fulton Avenue here in Canton, Ohio "Rap music is for schizophrenics, because rappers talk about everything."
Have a great rest of your Tuesday,
Dj Lipton