Between the Yankees and the Giants, our very own Tommy Smokes has had a rough week. He’d be the first to tell you that. But as with the rest of society, I am constantly enthralled and entertained by the random innocence Tommy Smokes provides for us all. He has the imagination of a Peter Pan, just more special. The kid has spent am ample amount of time on a real-life, fake Madden league where his self-created character has an agent and appears on TV shows (still don’t know how to explain that properly to people who live in reality). He watches videos of random men getting a straight shave on YouTube. A lot. And last night, as I gazed over at our Tommy Smokes cheering his NY Giants on to another year of futility, the kid made me smile again. Just when you think Tommy Smokes couldn’t get any more…interesting, he goes ahead and attempts to wave a towel. It’s so simple, yet so pure. And I can’t look away.

Bless you, Tommy Smokes. Never change. Unless you start becoming more like your father. Then change immediately.