Open love letter to Brody

Just last night I was retelling the story of how Brody went from the weird guy in a Moesha shirt to a super rad dude in my mind because of one specific moment in a college class when he related an anecdote about getting a milkshake thrown at his head while on a McDonald's playground. I can't do the anecdote justice, but it was like Septemer 12th (a whole new world out there).

Brody recorded an entire parody album, and has done unspeakable things to an unspeakable number of people's couches, and I'd just like to shout it from the rooftops how much I esteem him.

Yesterday, I emailed him to invite him to lunch. He simply wrote back:

I C.A.N.T. T.O.D.A.Y.

(each letter is a different link to a Flickr image)

The image for the "A" in "can't" was a real special treat. Not only does it show an amazing party, but the user's title for the photo is even more amazing.

Thank you, Brody.

"Avuncular Concern"


Here's a Brody treat, from a party I didn't miss: