Apparently, I don’t like anything ever… enough to start a podcast about it. Note to self: encourage future child to podcast on a limited format. Also, present child with full collection of Beatles records and tell him/her that he/she has to “do it for his/her self.” Do men have a biological clock? Not to get “Dude in the City” about it, but I can see myself missing out on fatherhood. I’m not sure how serious it is. Cuz I also watch the winter Olympics and get jealous of people in the crowed so…. I should really just buy a morning after pill and build a desk and call my dad. That should do the trick. Plan B: chill the fuck out and enjoy my late 20’s.
