City Of Pancakes
I write from my hotel room in LA. It sounds terribly posh, I know, sorry... Got here yesterday and am still fighting the good fight against jetlag. Last night I went to bed at 9pm and woke up at 2am. Gah. Anyways, it's good to be here, I've got one session with Indie 103 out of the way and am now making plans to lay waste to the city tonight, if I can stay awake. Or, for that matter, if I can successfully digest the I-Hop (International House Of Pancakes, apparently) breakfast I had this morning. Seriously, America, no one needs to eat that much.
In other news, I have FINALLY sorted out an online shop for my merchandize. It's a little rudimentary at the moment, but it will become an empire of capitalism shortly. Or something. Oh, and it's fully kitted out for international orders too. The link? The link.
In other news, I have FINALLY sorted out an online shop for my merchandize. It's a little rudimentary at the moment, but it will become an empire of capitalism shortly. Or something. Oh, and it's fully kitted out for international orders too. The link? The link.
posted by frank at 11:07 PM
3 Comments:
"no one needs to eat that much."
you have met me yeah?
Brave soul to try and eat an Ihop breakfast. That's where we would hang when we skipped school, eat crap food, drink insane amounts of coffee, and smoke enough gas an elephant. Aw, those were the days :)
was the americanized merchandi"Z"e a subtle joke?
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