13 March

Britt Daniel over at the bar with his girl, drinking a canned beer. Walk by and say hey man, your music means a lot to me.

Thanks man, I appreciate it.

Keep walking, head to the bathroom, put my topo chico down, take a piss and grab an individually wrapped spearmint lifesaver out of the basket of individually wrapped spearmint lifesavers on the counter.

Wash hands. A quick look at myself in the mirror. A quick debate over this is a face v. this is not a face.

Tear the individually wrapped spearmint lifesaver open, arc the sucker in my mouth like I’m parodying some cartoon character eating peanuts.

All my heroes–they’re all talk.

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