N.P.: “Another Brick In the Wall” – Fury Weekend
N.P.: “Another Brick In the Wall” – Fury Weekend
I lost a bet and had to start watching Outlander today. I don’t like Outlander. This is the plot: English nurse in WWII inexplicably wanders into a renaissance faire and finds it surprisingly difficult to leave. That’s it. Halfway through season 1 and I’m sitting there, bored out of my tree, and asking myself, “If a dragon suddenly flew out of the sky and killed the entire cast with a fireball, would I care?” And the answer was a very quick “no.” In fact, I then started wishing that a dragon would suddenly fly out of the sky and kill the entire cast. I’m going to give it a few more episodes, but if I still don’t give a rat’s about any of the characters, I’m pulling the plug.
Also, I wrote a bunch of stuff today.
N.P.: “Override (Original Mix)” – Zardonic
If one were to say that I slept my ass off last night, one would be correct. I didn’t have a whole lot of ass to begin with, but after last night, nothing. No way to sit down. Nothing for anybody to try to kick. Nada. And it was totally worth it. Slept my ass off.
Anyway, most resilient reader, how are things? Grand, I hope. Daily life here continues to be positively amazing with The Herd banished to their weird homes. Virtually every aspect of life is improved. No traffic, no noise, no endless bleating of idiots and their little opinions, no fucking neighbors or Jesus people hanging on the doorbell, no me answering the door with weapons in an attempt to convince them not to repeat their mistake. That insipid Disneyland is closed until further notice. It just doesn’t get better than this. Or does it? Let’s see what happens next week. 😉
N.P.: “The Diamond Sinners” – Pig
Kinda of angsty tonight, dear reader. I mean, more than usual. Unsure of cause. Maybe lack of sleep…a deprivation which I will attempt to rectify now.
Stay well, dear reader.
N.P.: “Amputieren” – Wulfband
N.P.: “He Is” – Ghost
“Gentlemen, I just wanted to reassure you that we are not only going to get through this, but we are going to get through this with style. Our hair will make us look like we’re a goddamn Bon Jovi tribute band, and our girlfriends will all probably be pregnant. But by God we are going to get through this just fine.”
In other news, even though I’m not really working on the books right now, I did some writing on the “serious” one. So typical. As soon as I decide I’m not actually going to write this book is when I’ll finish it.
How are you holding up? I must say, I am just loving the outside world these days. Enjoying the hell out of it. It’s finally socially acceptable to be antisocial. Isn’t it weird how much of the economy relied on extroverts. I really hope things don’t go back to the way they were. At least, not all the way.
N.P.: “Deus In Absentia” – Ghost
Spent the day retooling the Writer’s Room for a project I’ll be working on for our corporate overlords. It should keep us afloat nicely for the duration of the sheltering in place that’s going on, however long that may last.
I hope you are continuing to thrive, dear reader. Stay home, avoid humans, and write a book. Or read one…that’s fine too. Aight den….
N.P.: “Bible” – Ghost
I got a decent amount done today, dear reader. It wasn’t bad at all. All of a sudden I’m getting a ton of mail, both E- and snail-. Is that happening to you? Kinda weird. I’ll deal with it tomorrow.
Avoid people, stay home, and be extra nice to any first responders you may happen to come in contact with. [Editor’s note: this advice holds true and applies to any given moment, not just during the plague.]
N.P.: “The Serpents of Eden” – Dawn of Ashes
What’s up, partially quarantined yet still suave reader? Things remain entirely pleasant here. Nobody coming to the door looking for money or peddling Jesus. No noisy traffic on the streets outside twice a day. Also worth noting: a precipitous drop in suicide bombings around the globe. With public gatherings prohibited, suicide bombers are just regular old suicides. No mass shootings either. Several years ago (it was just after the Vegas thing on Halloween) I said in all seriousness that the way to effectively eliminate terrorism (foreign and domestic) immediately would be to eliminate public gatherings of any significant size, and to greatly reduce both the number of flights as well as the number of passengers on those flights. People laughed and scoffed…like openly, as if I’d suggested the magical unicorns would save us from terrorists. Well, a couple years later, and here we are. Not to say I told you so, but no gun control laws did this. The Second Amendment is perfectly in tact and just as in force as it ever was. The moral of this motherfucker is (and you can quote me on this): “As a society, we have zero control or ability to predict the behavior of individuals. But we can easily control giving terrorists and mass shooters ludicrously easy targets.
Okay, most resilient reader…I’m going try to get some words in on a couple other projects. Stay well, avoid The Herd, and take no shit.
N.P,: “On Fire” – Moann Exis