Nothing's Cooking but the BUST Craftacular!

My stapling hand... she is very sore. Tell your friends to hither their heiners unto Warsaw (no, not Poland, you sassypants!) so that I will not have to haul 3 suitcases of books, zines, t-shirts, onesies, magnets and mini-notebooks home on the subway tomorrow night. And don't forget to swing by yourself! I'm going to need beer and bathroom breaks.

I'm too busy rigging a teddy in a Dare to Be Heinie onesie to think about cooking tonight. We'll be having banh mi courtesy of Little Nicky on Atlantic Ave.