Blame it on the sattelite that brings me home

This week has ushered in unparrelled activity within the morning commute panhandling world. The death of James Brown has created a cottage industry of hobo poets, singers, dancer and shiv yielding stabbers all working hard to make sure his memory is properly preserved.

But don’t let James Brown’s passing, or that other guy’s, get you down. After all, it’s New Year’s weekend! And you know what that means: ½ off at all Unique Thrift Stores! Oh yeah!!