I don't care that much about winning, but I hate losing

I was just in the South Philly Tap Room and apparently fucking Sufjan Stevens was sitting at the table next to mine but I am too dumb to be checking out beautiful dudes who might be rock stars sitting at the table next to mine at south philly bars.  Sufjan Stevens, the one guy I've consistently said I would marry now if he asked.  God damnit.

The basis of the appeal:

and here are some elephants painted to look like pandas:


Happy Birthday, Sufjan Stevens.  ily.