You may or may not have noticed it’s Friday, so welcome to another end-of-week gripe session. You know the drill: time to cut the ugly, festering head off this week with the rustiest, nastiest cutting tool available by getting the good, the bad and the ugly off your chest.
Since it’s summer here in Canada’s boxer shorts and we all need to use our time wisely to get outside and sweat like fat metalheads who refuse to change out of our black clothes even in 90°F heat, I’ll get right to the point: I returned from traveling a couple weeks ago, and I still haven’t adjusted to
Gunland America time yet. I’m amazed that a pathetic cyborg like myself managed to stop hunting Sarah Connor for awhile and was lucky enough to see gorgeous landscapes like this:
Just try, just try getting back to your normal coffee/shit/work/shit/work routine after that. *sheds single robot tear, which shorts out several important facial circuits*
Anyway, on to our Friday ritual. Let the airing of grievances begin.
GOOD: Since I’ve been back I’ve been listening to a lot of new albums, one of which I’ll be able to write a full review for, which I haven’t done in awhile and am looking forward to. Also letting the beard grow out, not sure when I’ll stop. Still recording new music and still pumped to continue it, even though it’s had to take a backseat for awhile. And, someone told me about this GIPHY keyboard which lets you search and text/post animated gifs instantly; seems like something everyone here can use until they get banhammered.
BAD: Jesus fucking Christ with the gun violence, what the absolute fuck. Also, RIP Schubert and get well Tyree.
UGLY: The fucking reeking garbage pile that is the Boston airport and the thousands of fat old businessmen in polo shirts, cargo shorts and sandals yelling their way through it.
Have a great weekend.