Where else than the bird morgue would you rather be at on a Saturday morning?
We always kinda end up at Permanent Records on a whim. Saturday was no different.
Anyone who’s met me and spent more than a half hour in my company can probably confirm this: I have a weird fascination with grocery stores. It’s time to replenish the fridge and it happens to fall on a weekend? You bet your sweet, sweet ass I’m going to be foaming at the mouth at […]