ferry to st. john for woodys happy hour. always more fun when you bring elton johns sunglasses.
(insert drinking, drinking, more drinking, shots, etc here)
last time jonathan was here the toddler tried to steal the woodys sign behind us. apparently that left a mark on young jonathans reputation at this beloved happy hour spot. we were soon to find out that he was remembered.
(beers. beers. beers. shots. shots. shots.)
somehow. someway. we ended up at another spot after the happy hour ended at woodys. somehow this awesomeness ensued below.
went to see my homey karl’s radiohead tribute band meeting in the aisle in brooklyn couple weeks ago…
the band is amazing, and i’m not saying this just because i’ve known karl for half my life, but he really does sound just like thom yorke. no shit. check them out here.
this song…if you’ve been around me at all in the past few months i’ve made you listen to this at least once, sometimes twice in a row… and i think i spy some homies up in the new commercial…