Years ago, my neighbors in Manhattan wrote me an angry letter because I was up having drunk, loud sex until like 3am one night. I apologized the next day. We didn’t speak for about 3 years until one time I was locked out for multiple hours and had nowhere to go while waiting for a locksmith to show up “in 10 minutes.”…

Six foot tall Tupac poster. It lived in my college apartment for three years. Hologram Tupac had not yet been invented.

Super Bowl tickets. I’m a Pats fan, so it turned out great, but StubHub should have a sobriety test after big NFL playoff games. Maybe a really hard algebra equation or something.