Afternoon time

1894.

So here we go again.

And then there’s this. When you initiate the planned upon follow up to complete a mutually good agreement of repairs to better living, somebody says to you that they ‘can’t be bothered this hour, watching a program’. Images of grandmas from everywhere USA comes to mind and what they might watch although you can clearly hear The View on tee vee in basically same room you’re in and it’s a sixty year old man, single and no pets for life, I think. You continue to be told, ‘maybe when it’s over’. It’s these kind of times that are keepin’ it RealReal real. Correct? All in a days work.

Chicken P.I., on the case

Nothing keeps it even more real than knowing that you’ve unknowingly been walking around with your zipper down for several hours. Nobody ever says anything. This is how FASHION begins! Get with it!