it's 3:49am. I am watching Dolphins: The Dark Side.
What the fuck? I realize I'm 49 minutes late to the dark-side-dolphin party, but I say there IS no dark side. As if. In fact, I dare say that there is no dark-sider dolphin. Those fuckers are smart and well-adapted and fun and I bet they don't snore, either. Dolphins are all good.
Smart shits, those dolphin. Did I really just call dolphins "shits"? Oi. I have been on the east coast too long, friends. I mean between the shits and the oi, what the hell is goin on? In fact, I said the word stoked tonight and I got me back 4 blank stares. And that's one that has been co-opted by the dreaded masses. So far from home.
All I know is that it's late, the stroopwafel have been cleared out and there are 4 people up at this hour in the abode where I reside. God I love New York.
