Putting together expense report today. Here are some actual cab receipts that were apparently printed with a heavier than usual dose of disappearing ink.
It is hard to snooze this hard.
To the end of the block & back.
Sometimes, when I am ironing my shirts or polishing my shoes or straightening my tie or whatever other foppish activity, my wife will look at me and say something about how she never would have guessed the man she married would end up being a guy who, you know, ironed his shirts, polished his shoes or wore a tie voluntarily. But then, look at this piece from the Big Jonny couture collection, fall/winter 1995. Writing was on the wall.
I used to wear this hoodie. A lot. Friends from back in the day: thanks for hanging out with me.