On my way in to work today, I spotted the burrito man, in his car behind the burrito stand, as usual. I’ve often wondered how many burritos I could swipe and run off with, without him catching me. More often, I’ve wondered why the burrito man sits in his car and not at his stand. Today I was determined to figure it out: I snuck up behind his car, peeked inside, and what was this sneaky little burrito man up to? Pumping some serious iron! On the job! 15 pounders in hand, curling away! Talk about “the life”...just selling burritos and gettin shredded.

That story doesn’t really have any relevance to these remixes, except that both are awesome (namely the Junior Boys remix of the Decemberists’ “Perfect Crime”). Warning: if you are in a cubicle or public place, you may want to wait until you are at home to listen to these numbers. Some of these songs will invariably cause you to dance uncontrollably and spasmically, as Woodrow often does in his “double cube”.