Monthly Archives: April 2022

April 14, 2022

A splendidly rainy day here in The Creek.  The rain has been steady on the roof of The Shed since sunrise, adding a nice counterpoint to today’s soundtrack, which soundtrack has been blaring at ludicrous levels, making the neighbors apoplectic.  But the neighbors are old and stupid.  One of them is a hunchback and eats goats.  I wish them ill.

N.P.: “So Sorry I Could Die” – The Hellacopters

April 11, 2022

“Be regular and bourgeois in your life so you can be violent and original in your work.”
~ Flaunert

I’ve been thinking a lot about that one lately, dear reader.  It is, one hopes, relevant to what is going on here these days.

N.P.: “Zick Zack” – Rammstein

April 5, 2022

Well, that’s welcome news…perhaps I’ll restore my Twitter™ account.

Me: …then get the motherfucker on the phone.
She:  I bet Jesus never said, “Get the motherfucker on the phone.”
Me:  Who cares?  I don’t have time for that.  Why are people always bringing Jesus up?  Of course Jesus never said that…Jesus didn’t have a phone.  Jesus didn’t have electric light.  He just told people to be nice to each other and they nailed him to a tree.  Two thousand years later and the poor bastard just hangs there, listening to people moan and beg for the winning lottery numbers.
She: You’re going to hell.
Me:  I find your use of the future tense interesting…have you looked outside lately?
She: I’m going to lunch.
Me: After.
She: After what?
Me After you get the motherfucker on the phone.
She: Jesus!
Me: Like clockwork.

N.P.: “Funeral Bell” – Black Label Society