It seems like Fridays and Sundays are the likeliest of days to break out the most novel of my novelty socks. Today's hamburger-hotdog-sideoffries socks pretty much crush "peak novelty". Now that I've had a day to think about it, though, I should have saved these for one of the grill-centric holidays of the approaching warmer … Continue reading I Can’t Even Look At You Right Now
