Radio Free Omega: Even Bruce Has To Clean Up.

I went ahead and killed the 365 project here on Omega Level. It was with hesitation, and a single tear rollicking down my stubbly cheeks. Call it a moment of clarity piercing through the dense, tropical haze of insanity that is my internal monologue. At a certain point I figured that as I am teaching to an extent and will definitely be teaching to a greater extent in the forseeable future, I couldn’t have hundreds of pictures of myself plastered around vomiting prose about the visual ¬†correlation ¬†between feces and beef tacos.

It’s just the way it goes sometimes.

Even Bruce has to clean up.