"he who speaks fluently without purpose is purposeless".
this is a cake my mom bought (my inscription, quoting the immortal erasamus) to commemerate my first ever live show with my band the crups in andy's barn. the show ended when the band decided we had played enough (a good 45 minutes i imagine) then we ran away with cake in tow to nick's house, leaving the audience alone with their thoughts. audience = tori, diana, julia mccandless, steve hsu, casey helfritch, probably some other people.

the quote comes courtesy of the enigmatic mark gribbons, andy's friend and ex-guitar teacher and ex-vocalist in his ex-band "conjugal visit". a recording of him drunk saying this into andy's answering machine is on my first tape. he later went on to pawn jeremy's amp and repay him with an awesome four track, become a park ranger (allegedly) and drop out of sight.