Friday, October 15, 2004

new york to the rescue

I'm so hungover I can barely walk, or maybe I'm just still drunk. But praise be to Jesus, this otherwise miserable, dreary day has been saved by none other than Rod Stewart, whose hair I just saw in Rockefeller Center bopping along to "Maggie May" with hundreds of overweight midwestern housewives in ill-fitting jeans. If I'd been stoned instead of drunk I think the surrealness would've made my head explode.

1 comment:

Fat Asian Baby said...

Was he wearing this abomination?