Wednesday, June 24, 2009


Its late June, and the baseball season is in full swing. Sox are winning some ballgames, and by all accounts, it should feel like summer. But it doesn't. Its miserable out. ALL. THE. TIME. The mid-summer classic does not feel around the corner. So to combat this perpetual grayness, we have to summon the powers of the 90's rap scene. Will, Jazz, let 'em know, yo.


Guest said...

Welcome to Boston. The weather blows!

Jon said...

There has been some extra blow lately though. This is more April/May type stuff, not late June. Call me Kaprilian.