You can hear the ground breathing. . . .
Nate and I went to the Matisyahu concert last night.
Amazing.
Absolutely amazing!
We were right on the gate.
He's so ridiculous.
He was climbing on all the speakers.
And scaling the balconies.
And all I could think was,
He's going to kill himself.
But he never fell.
Nate and I saw some Santas on the subway.
And Nate ran out of gas in Queens.
And some weirdo talked to us.
But I had so much fun.
Now I have a lot of work.
Still.
It never really ends. . . .
But first,
Santas on the subway.
Blue and white for Chanukah.
Nate.E.Poo.
Sans hat.
Now he's lost his coat.
I wasn't kidding when I said he climbed things a lot.
Ass shot.
Lighting the menorah.
I thought he was going to fall to his death.
The End. :(