
The entire afternoon walking around, Blake was pontificating and prophesying totally wild impending doom. I figured it was just remnants from all the time he spent hanging around Milton coupled with the culture shock of being reanimated into New York City, 2010. But it turns out he was just talking about Pastafina.

The slice here tasted like jarred salsa. Seriously. I kept thinking of those Pace Chunky Salsa commercials from my youth and a chorus of cowboys in my head shouted "NEW YORK CITY?!?!" every time I took a bite. At some point during the eating of this slice Blake's jaw finally rotted off and he was unable to provide me with a verbal critique, but he did draw me a picture of how eating this slice made him feel:

It also bears noting that when I left this place, after Blake and I went our separate ways, I totally barfed all over the sidewalk.
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Pastafina - $2.50
876 Lexington Avenue
New York, NY 10065
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Tonight I will be doing a very short reading at a Rock Concert at Shea Stadium featuring many old friends of mine's wonderful bands and projects. The show starts at 8pm, and it probably costs like, $5-7, I would imagine? All the bands are great, so you should totally come check it out. Shea Stadium is located at 20 Meadows Street, Brooklyn NY 11206. L train to Grand, I think, though I'll ride my bike there because I'm not a poser.
You're confusing Glassjaw and Jawbreaker. Daryl Palumbo is the man who would generally be referred to as "that guy from Glassjaw."
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Yikes! I think you may be confusing me being serious with me making a joke. See, it's funny because I WAS eating pizza with Blake Schwarzenbach.
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