I made a big pot of French onion soup on Sunday. Tis good shit.

There was a local dive near me that occasionally had a burger with a fried Mac and cheese patty on top of it with bacon and a bbq sauce. Delicious. Closed cause the owners were racist and everyone found out.

I one bought a bright yellow pair of running shoes off the dsw clearance rack that gave off similar vibes. They were gloriously ugly. My mother still makes fun of me for those shoes even though I haven’t worn them in years.

Neuromancer by William Gibson

“It was the best of times, it was the blurst of times!? Stupid monkey”