I was awake this morning at 4 a.m. No, that wasn't a typo. 4 a.m. A time I've dubbed "The Most Ungodly Time To Wake Up. And Go To Work." It truly is as bad as it sounds -- possibly a little worse. Too add insult to injury, it happened to be something like 4 degrees outside. With a wind chill of probably somewhere in the neighborhood or -15. Awesome. So needless to say, while you were snug and warm in your bed at 4:30 this morning, I was drudging through ice and snow to the Blue Line, cursing your name and wishing you were dead. I eventually got over it. But still. I was pissed.
Kanye West was robbed. Again. The rap categories are an absolute given -- when will the man finally get his due cred? Herbie Hancock hasn't been relevant in decades. This is almost worse than losing to U2.
Snagged a gig. Results when they come.
Peace, love and pizza.
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