Which means it’s 3/11. So to honor the date we had two choices, either call New York City and complain about the building manager or post a music video from the premiere rock/rap/punk/skater/reggae outfit of the mid-90s. We went with option B.
On my alphabetically organized middle school-era CD rack 311 comes right after Sublime. And there’s something appropriate, perhaps even poetic, about that.
See you again in a year, 311! (unless I need to report a rude cab driver)
Jumped The Snark 