Being of a certain breed of people - the young and professional and handsome and urban and so on - I've come to loathe other breeds of people. For example... after visiting the dentist today, I was at my favorite burrito place and there were three males. I don't a word to describe them, but you know the kind: early 20s, hair grown long/bleached or both, khaki cargo shorts, expensive branded T-shirts that advertise non-existent surfboard companies or lifeguard associations, flip flops and the backwards hat dropped in there once every few assholes. They were buying beer at a fast food restaurant. Laughable, really.
The CEO called me today. I realize now that a lot of the people who run this company are Red Sox fans.
Calla does some good songs.
