chillin’ on the deck with fire-lit pumpkins as my background visual, nursing my second deuce of legend Oktoberfest.. so far so lovely eh?

enter the strangely awesome.. how about - after for some fucked up reason thinking about doing this almost all day - a (pretty loud) solo acoustic jam session perfecting T.I.’s “whatever you like.”

I’m now at the cap ale house to snatch up an old chub pint glass or two (oscar steal the glass night!) - my suspicion is that the oscar-chub soaked second edition will be damn near net-worthy. but as of me realizing how I’m not awesome enough to use this hippy vs hiphop creation as a launchpad to stardom, I’ll probably never let you see or hear this (soon to be actualized) masterpiece. strange night.