I think that the first half of the card is hideous.
I think that Vitruvius is the safest single in the late pick four.
I think that I'd like to single My Typhoon, but that I can never catch her on the right day, so I'll probably hedge with a few others.
I think that Wait a While is either going to be a last-minute inclusion or exclusion.
I think that I still didn't ask Barry what time I'm in tomorrow, so I'm assuming the late shift is my Thursday destiny.
I think that the sixth, seventh and ninth have hidden quality in both amount of talent and amount of betability.
I think that these two flies that have been buzzing around Byk's kitchen for the past two days are about to make me go batshit if I don't go to bed.
I think that I'll be back tomorrow, hopefully without horror stories from the windows, or at all for that matter.
AN OBSERVATIONAL, SELF-DEPRECATING, SOMETIMES UNCOMFORTABLE, BUT OCCASIONALLY INSIGHTFUL LOG OF A 20-YEAR-OLD CITY KID'S SARATOGA SUMMER
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