"Elevate Me Later"

That was the tentative title to this supremely overdue endeavor of cultural critique.
Unfortunately, Pavement's strangely quirky and familiar city song was unavailable as a way to recognize my additions to the world of friendly ex-friendster bloggers. Regardless, the attic is where I sit, holed off to the majority of Ann Arbor. I will not cease to provide insight from this cultural vaccum of a third floor. Do stay tuned, you may find it beneficial to your crooked little fingers to read what this will have to offer. Welcome to Autumnattic.