I thought I’d make a few enemies by wearing a Red Sox hat in New York. Instead, I’ve befriended every Brooklyn man who ever had a stoic dad or irresponsible uncle.

Every day I drive to work and listen to the 80s at Eight. Today I woke up early and you will not BELIEVE the sh*t they are playing at seven.

Thinking about the alternate universe I’m actually from where Bruce Springsteen is a Traveling Wilbury and my car runs on sunshine and inside joke laughs.