Tell me why out of all the contacts in my phone, I butt-dialed "DO NOT ANSWER."  We all have that one person in our lives we would literally love to drag behind a pickup truck...down a really bumpy road, with nails, on the freeway...but still can't completely delete them from our life; so we simply add them in our phones as "DO NOT ANSWER."

Living in LA is a struggle.  Yesterday it rained and I had to re-evaluate my whole life!  A few sprinkles and people literally forget how to drive!  The ambulance sirens from car crashes were the soundtrack of the day (I believe it's natural selection taking its course.)

For me finding a good vintage t-shirt gives me the same joy I imagine Mother Teresa felt saving the world. I think my love of vintage rock shirts comes from its odd underlying comparison to my own life