Cirque du So'Gay

I know I haven't updated in a long while. Then again, your asses haven't really been commenting, have they? Well, I promise some good stuff is in the works. For now... Just five minutes ago I was at the local 7-11 (the one that closes at midnight), buying diet coke for the bourbon fest I'm about to have while watching Stranger than Paradise. Everything seemed shockingly normal for Brighton at 11pm. And then I realized. The guy in line before me was buying FORTY DOLLARS worth of frozen burritos. If it's the dude who lives above us, I know he's just going to drop them from a height of three meters all night long until they shatter. Somehow I think the reality will be somewhat more indulgent. I'm no gastronome, as evidenced by the fact that my dinner tonight was a morning star burger, the same thing I ate every other night this week, except last night when I ate a few peanuts, but that many burritos could kill a small chulo. Right?