drop the needle and go. this post is on fire.
Here's a picture i'd like to share with you all: 1000 words. yeah, that's right.
but here's why i'm really writting. here's what's on my mind: they say being a baker is poor work if your head is made of butter. but i would agree it's better to burn out than to fade away. so butter-headed baker (say that 5 times fast), bake your face off--literally. your treats will be the tastiest. you will milk blood, to be sure, and it will run dry. also, you might be another bad father, you might be a short-lived wonder, you might --but your muffins will be remembered. or at least they might.
