Chop Suey Great cover. Girl crush.
Counts and getting counted. One two buckle my shoe. Three four don’t answer the door.
Panacea I don’t like the drugs. But the drugs like me. Or words to that effect.
It can’t rain all the time When you’ve been here before. It less scary.
Playing with fire Monkeys, swords and Klatchian fire engines.
Vote for Pedro ‘If you vote for me all of your wildest dreams will come true’.
The return of the great Nemesis “Guess who just got back today?
Them wild-eyed boys that’d been away. Haven’t changed, had much to say. But man, I still think them cats are crazy”
The threshold of caring Not all conflicts are equal. Some are shorter, heftier and harder to find on a map.
Hark! The Herald Over-dramatization and McGyver-ism, subtitled in parseltongue.
Eat me And while we start with Douglas Adams we quickly move onto cannibalism (as one does).
The death of a cricket Casual cruelty, existential crisis and circling the drain of sociopathy (so basically a Tuesday morning).
De Kelders Daytripin’. Sans cultists. Or really anything untoward.
The real Monkey Business ‘Filthy monkeys’ – Skippy the magnificent
An ode to breakfasts past Carcinogenic. The flavor that should be wedged in between salty and umami. But isn’t.
Mises versus Marx Arguably the greatest rap battle of all time.
Promethean An adjective to aspire to.
Running up that hill Starting your day with an early morning run is a great way to make sure your day can’t get worse than it started.
The madness of Don Quixote The best kind of the madness. If one was to rank them in order of preference.
Wisdom of the aged Learn from my mistakes.
Not Jason Talking to strangers. (not the Malcolm Gladwell edition)