February 20, 2021

A shamefully sunny Saturday in February in Fecal Creek, California.  I did a few pointless laps around that pointless fucking traffic circle in front of City Hall this afternoon just to confuse my fellow commuters and express my rather resigned indignation at the Current State of Things.  There there were, of course, whiskey and wings.  Poured some out for lost friends.  Then I got down to writing.  Tomorrow is looking promising as well.

N.P.: “Waba Duba” – Yello

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