Dinosaur With Headphones

Three out of the last four times I've gone inside a convenience store, Sam Smith has been on the radio. It happened again last night.

Also, I got a short term contracted job with the United States Postal Service that expires 01/09/2015. 109.

I'm on my way to becoming Charles Bukowski, except for never getting laid and never getting published, but sometimes just as drunk.

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"'Every time I see you you have a drink in your hand. You call that protecting yourself?'
'It's the best way I know. Without drink I would have long ago cut my god-damned throat.'
'That's bullshit.'
'Nothing's bullshit that works. The Pershing Square preachers have their God, I have the blood of my god!'
I raised my glass and drained it.
'You're just hiding from reality,' Becker said.
'Why not?'
'You'll never be a writer if you hide from reality.'
'What are you talking about? That's what writers do!'"

– Bukowski