Song: Addiction

Song: Your Body Lets You Know

Song: I Didn’t Mean To Hurt Your Feelings

Song: Time Moves Slower For Smaller Creatures

Video: When Our Time Comes

travel restrictions

The first order of the new Biden administration has to be to ban immigration from Ukraine or wherever the fuck Milania came from. No thanks to that bullshit.

One Request

If I can make one request of Donald Trump, sir, please, when they drag you out of the White House, please be wearing a wife beater, flip flops, and sweat pants.

Red Dragon Voting

The most nihilistic thing someone could do on voting day is wait calmly in this long ass line, politely accept the ballot for your precinct, walk into the booth, and then loudly tear it to pieces, chew them up, swallow them, and walk out.

HR

 Is there any religion with an equivalent to the Human Resources Department? Let me know and I’ll convert. I need to file a complaint.

Bacon Grease

 I left a frying pan full of bacon grease on the stove top to cool, with the intention of scooping it out and throwing it away in the morning. Unfortunately, my dog, who is a tall person, managed to take the pan off the oven last night and eat all of the grease. Even though I had to spend the first part of the morning cleaning up the Goopy, Lovecraftian shit that resulted in, I still expect this to be a good day. Nice try, Satan.

Video: Did You Know That It’s Free (If You Steal It)?

 video by Lewis Troxell.

My 9 Year Old Has A Plan

My 9 year old, gesturing towards the glove box in my car, which he just opened: ‘Daddy, if we ever needed to rush a baby hedgehog to the hospital, I would put him in here with a bunch of bedding. We’d just go. Pedal to the metal’.

Last Night’s Debate

 As someone who is to the left of Chairman Mao, I am not a fan of either of the two major parties in America. They’re both neoliberal, right-wing imperialist parties, and the presidential race is largely a battle between which ticket gets to manage our declining empire. I said previously that I will vote for Biden/Harris largely to model citizenship to my children, and because I am an anti-fascist. I haven’t been excited about Biden/Harris, but I do have to say I appreciated Kamala Harris’s performance in last night’s debate. All of these debates are largely substance free and aimed at low information voters, but her presentation was statesmanlike and humane. And Mike Pence, of course, is a fucking pig. I feel more comfortable with Biden because she is incrementally better, and will no doubt have a big role in his administration.

Great Men

 The myth of The Great Man is so toxic to American males. There are no great men. These are idols that have had their humanity removed. There are good men though, and we can be good men. Primarily by understanding ourselves, being honest about our wounds, allowing ourselves to heal and be what we are, and being present for other men as they do the same. We can model these things for our young people so they’re not caught up in the same pursuit of a false identity that we have been caught up in. Cycles can be broken.

Will You Help Us?

 I’m starting a new movement called NMAP. It stands for ‘No More Acronyms Please’. That shit is hard to remember.

Rainbows

 Rainbows even happen over the Wal Mart parking lot. I take this to mean either we all deserve signs and blessings, or God just shakes the coins out of his pants at the end of the day and they land wherever. I’m cool with either interpretation.

America Is Trash

 3 counts of wanton endangerment means the pigs who murdered Breonna Taylor are receiving justice for the property damage and lives they might have endangered by firing the guns they used TO MURDER BREONNA TAYLOR, but not for the actual crime of murdering an innocent woman. No manslaughter or murder charges. All charges are related to what the bullets that ended Breonna’s life might have done to the people/property outside of the crime scene. There is no justice in this fascist, white supremacist country, and they are rubbing our noses in it.

These may be the most beautiful Brussel Sprouts I have ever seen.

 

If This Isn’t Nice

 What a goddamn beautiful day. The weather is great. I feel good. I’m chilling with my sons, and they’re all happy. Hell yeah.

“And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is’.” - Kurt Vonnegut

The Proud People of Eastgate

 I know I make jokes about Living in Eastgate from time to time, but ultimately, it is all with love. For good or ill, these are my people. Driving up to Kroger to get ingredients for S’mores, because it’s a relatively cool night, and good for a backyard fire, wearing a tank top and a Kangol hat, chain smoking menthol cigarettes with my windows down and Type O Negative’s cover of Summer Breeze blaring, I pull into a spot next to a guy who is probably my age and is aging just as badly, wearing a visor, full sleeve tattoos, loading his trunk with groceries while 3 to 5 different kids are yelling things at him. The guy hears my music and says, ‘Type O Negative? Hell yeah.’ And I say, ‘Hell yeah’, totally unironically, and go into the store to get stuff for my backyard fire. This is my place.