This morning I woke up thinking about the closing scene from The Breakfast Club where everyone goes home to the tune of "Don't You Forget About Me." Not surprisingly, thinking about that reminded me about how good I am at making breakfast. You know how everyone kinda has one thing they're really good at that will never make them money? My thing is breakfast. It usually looks kinda like this fancy action shot of "The Coffee Pour", unless it's for two but that doesn't really happen so much anymore:
And in unrelated news about this being an anniversary I am glad I didn't forget but would rather not have to not forget I was pretty relieved to read the following two articles that reminded me that my life is really normal and easy and I can't wait to go outside because it's not raining anymore:
But before I go, I thought I might tell you that if you're an undocumented immigrant here in Brooklyn and you make some or all of your living selling Herbalife, the census bureau is onto you. Assuming you give a crap, you can listen to what I just did by clicking here: http://www.wnyc.org/shows/bl/episodes/2010/03/15/segments/151654
Mwah!
M
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