I was cleaning my room a couple of weeks ago, and came across a couple relics of my (misspent? well-spent?) youth, or to be more specific, a few years ago, although it feels like decades now. Mock credit cards, once used to play video game after video game, and a small sheet of note paper, with various doodles on one side, and on the other, the beginnings of a short skit, with an extremely caricatured illustration taking up the bottom half of the page.

Here's to you, Paul. I miss you more than words can say.

Tunes: "Forest", System of a Down; "Somebody Got Murdered", The Clash; "The Rock Show", Blink-182.