Here. Again.


First accident of the week that I’ve encountered on my commute. This one was five minutes in.


Dreamt I was fighting a white supremicist rock band with water balloons while they performed. They hurled them from the stage while playing and I hurled some right back.

Never ever getting home.

Never getting home.

My life.

Left work listening to Public Enemy, going in listening to Tom Waits. So it goes.