I can’t help it. I love Jack White, I love PBR, and I love pizza. So, obviously, when all of these things converge and offer themselves up to me for free, I have no other choice but to humbly accept their bounty into my being. If you share similar sentiments, and are unafraid of the L train, perhaps we will slug a few cold cans together whilst taking in the new Raconteurs album at Soundfix this evening. It starts at 7. Don’t get there too late. It ain’t even noon yet and I’m already thirsty. I’ve decided this restlessness is only the first of many side effects referred to as Spring Fever. If only I could write little poems on the office walls.