Immediately followed by: "Oh, fuck, Mighty Neon is COVERED in pollen."
Yup, spring has done sprung.
In unrelated news, Arthur Nersesian's The Fuckup (a novel about a protagonist who survives NYC through cycles of odd jobs, couch surfing, and out and out street person homelessness over the course of a year or so) is a really incredible work, and should probably nudge out a Dickens monstrosity or two in "lit-ruh-ture" lists for required school reading, but damn it's depressing. Oh wells - soon's I get these two concert reports typed up, it's Adult Swim 4TW!
