- Interviewer: So you are not really aware of an audience, as you write, that you have to entertain in some way?
- Garrison Keillor: There is an audience that listens to Prairie Home Companion, and I feel obligated to do something for them, just as you would be obligated to clean your house and make food if you had friends coming over at seven o’clock. They don’t demand that you be clever or profound, only to be in good humor, or lacking that, to be brief.
Max Capacity suffers from a severe but well documented case of data-addiction, as well as a fetish for obsolete media and electronics. He currently lives and works on the outskirts of Silicon Valley, California, planning super-villain style revenge on the world.
Couscous cooked in Amy’s butternut squash soup with tarragon and ground ginger, turkey bacon fried in coconut oil chopped, and sliced cherry tomatoes on a bed of baby chard, kale and spinach.
This just happened, it was delicious.
I meant to put a soft boiled egg on top but again, I fucked up the eggs. What the hell -___-
That was my 666th post. Go figure. Can’t delete it now.
No thanks. I’m watching old Spongebob on VHS and reading Power Of Myth for the third time. Multitasking with cartoons is important to my people.
Also, Chris Brown would be a giant piece of shit if he weren’t just an overgrown child and or sociopath.