Call me when you're drunk
I'll just be getting up. Verizon has just installed payphones in NYC that will call Kenya for a quarter. Four minutes for the price of a video game circa 1990. How this can be remotely profitable, I don't know. But I read about them on the almighty Gawker this morning, then saw one of the new phones at the 57th Street N/R stop, and read a subway ad about them on the way home.

Like a few other things in my life, this seems too good to be true.

Knocking on my broke-ass wooden desk.