The New York Nexus Cafe 

Oh, the faces of my calendar puppies - one for each day of the month -
stare out at me, every breed exhorting:

'Do something, man, before it's too late!'

But they're so out of date I won't even listen to them.

I think I'll trade in my puppies for ladies in swimsuits - they seldom talk
to me and couldn't care less how I waste my days.