THIS July (just last night), I stubbed my little toe on my right foot so hard I can't put weight on the damn thing (which is making an interesting hobble out of my walk).
July is 'fuck up your legs and feet' month, yeah. Grr.
So at the show I went to last night, I'm pretty sure that 1 of the 2 people I spotted who were older than me was the father of someone in the band…
For those following along at home: someone was repeatedly shrieking at the top of his lungs, not 30' from my building, last I went out to smoke.…
I do. However, I think the answer to making this happen is roughly my approach to encouraging it: simply not voicing the racist bullshit that you…