Today I walked into a local bank branch, filled out a deposit slip and actually spoke to someone behind the counter. It was like this with much less arse. The last time I did this the world had yet to hear someone was sorry for party rocking and Gangnam Style was more likely an obscure porn genre than some overdone dance move..
The various works and occasional ramblings of one man with no plan and everything that happens along the way. Once upon a time he checked out but like he mafia, he never really left..