I Survived World War III
This year’s 4th of July weekend can best be described with this Oscar-winning movie’s poster:

Oh Jay Hernandez, you old chestnut. Then, this morning I woke up for my job and felt a lot more grounded in reality:

Ah yes. Sweet, sweet reality. Then I realized that in my drunken-firework-exploding, mixed-martial-arts-watching, bicycle-moving, patio-partying ways that it might be time to update the blog with something a little fresh.
Error :: Love just put up a remix of sayCet’s song “Opal” and relabeled it “Opalowsky”, sounding eeriely like the very last name celebrating my distinct Polish heritage. This isn’t your grinding sawtooth electro but sayCet isn’t exactly as vulgar as its fellow French counterparts. Does posting something French immediately after 4th of July weekend make me un-American? Sigh…. Enjoy.







