I imagine that some of you may read Eye Magazine's "Totally Wired" section and/or Stereogum, but whatever. A hilarious "sendup" of record store employees. Pretty hamfisted, but also kind of funny. Don't worry, I won't use this opportunity to make a disparaging John Crossingham reference.

Had a swanky Saturday. Went with Elise and her mom to a fancy seafood "resto" (who says that?) Not to be immodest, but I had these ladies in tears with my side splitting humour all night. I then somehow ended up at the W hotel in the 33rd floor lounge, drinking comp. beer. Chicago!