Marc Spitz

i haver never been a person who sticks magnetized letters on his fridge. as with this blog and the horrid twitter/facebook thing, i figured ANY writing energy was best saved for the printed page. but for some reason i was in the drug store yesterday and impulsed purchased four packages of these fucking things. now i am writing lyrics and movie quotes and aphorisms on the fridge – just in case you were wondering why this was the first post of the weekend, i was busy writing “Do you feel lucky punk?” on my freezer door. I wonder if David Foster Wallace ever – oh, nevermind.