. . . and writes Silver Spring, Singular? I always wondered why he kept his real name secret (sort of secret) because, I mean, being a reasonably-famous R&B singer/Alan Thicke's son/savior of White America is enough to keep people constantly knocking down your door.
No, seriously. Look at the Singular's write-up in the Washingtonian and see the picture of him for yourself. To think I bragged to people that I live near Lewis Black's old house! This is much better.
(And let's not forget that another Silver Spring blog made it into the Washingtonian last month. You know, people used to say I look like Spike Lee, but taller. Personally, I think that's kind of silly.)
No, seriously. Look at the Singular's write-up in the Washingtonian and see the picture of him for yourself. To think I bragged to people that I live near Lewis Black's old house! This is much better.
(And let's not forget that another Silver Spring blog made it into the Washingtonian last month. You know, people used to say I look like Spike Lee, but taller. Personally, I think that's kind of silly.)
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