June 3, 2013
Oh, people, do you really need my advice? Do you really need me to tell you what you already know, somewhere deep down underneath all the layers of tartan or burlap or cotton candy or fruit roll-ups or Supersuede or manila folders fashioned into a caftan that you wear to shield your tender flesh from the prying eyes of an uncaring public audience? I have so very little wisdom to impart, so few words to share, despite what you may think from this rambling, and those words are these: Don't be a dick. That's all. Carry on, and good day.