deep thinking for two in the ai em: drunk bike rides evoke sensations of summer. today i went to a shit "flea" market in brooklyn, but ate ice cream via ice cream truck. the bathroom smells like hamster, which makes no sense because the hamster is in this room, and hamster doesn't even smell. why, bathroom, why? this drawing is crooked because i am drunk and will not make it un-crooked. farewell and goodnight.