I would have spent this post writing about Rob and my recent evening at the Nas/Talib Kweli show and how awesome it was but how it was way too long and how we started to get angry at how it took forever for Talib to come onto stage and how we were certainly the minority in the crowd and how nice and polite the audience was and how Nas played my new favorite song in the whole world but only like half of it for some reason BUT.. I won’t. Because. Of this:
I came home from work yesterday to find a USPS package sitting in my mail box. The return address on the package was from Dallas and it was handwritten. Upon opening the package I found a yellow t-shirt with a white lightening bolt across the front. …………………………. and yeah that’s it! Someone sent me a yellow t-shirt with a lightening bolt. There was no letter or card and the return address in Dallas is no one that I know. (I actually don’t know anyone in Dallas at all!)
This seems slightly odd to me. If you sent me this shirt… uhh.. thanks? No thanks really. It’s really nice (sort of?) for a yellow t-shirt with a lightening bolt, but.. I don’t know if necessarily get it (I wish I did). But thank you anyway. It’s awesome. And I love it. (…. and hopefully it’s not lined with anthrax)
