I wore my Obama tube socks all night, and they totally worked. You can thank me later. Or now. Or never.
Which made me think of this Black Keys song.
Which is also on my repeat playlist.
You should smooch anyone who plays you this song. Or at the very least lick their face. Love.
And then I thought of this classic Wilco song. Bob Dylan much?
What can I say, my mind works in categories. Pretty, pretty, little categories.