Barring something extraordinary happening in the next month or so, this will be the starting quarterback of the New England Patriots for the first four games of the NFL season. I didn’t watch the NFL last season, but I might just tune in to watch this dude play. Frankly he’s a far cry from who the Patriots chose in 2001:
Actually I don’t care about any of that since it was just an excuse to ogle Jimmy Garoppolo who not only is easy on the eyes but has a most excellent first name. Just don’t tell me that he’s straight or has a girlfriend or is married or has spawned or anything like that. I know you fucking heteros love waving that in people’s faces, and frankly it’s tiring. Just leave me to my illusions.
I’m on a Meat Beat Manifesto binge today. It’s amazing to hear something futuristic and retro at the same time. Art deco techno? Is that a thing? I wish I listened to them more in high school and college, and I wish I had the proper drugs to truly enjoy them in an “immersive” experience. It’s such a listening to Jason Bentley spin records on KROQ at 2 am Saturday nights/Sunday mornings in 1995 while trying to do something despite having a 10 pm curfew and since there were no radio stations I knew of spinning goth/industrial music this was the next best thing.