A curse upon this empty sky! No rain, no god…and no change in the forecast on either front. I’m both bored and boring, both of which are completely unacceptable. I’m going to have to cut loose soon, throw some sort of orgy/goat dance. Like most other people, I’ve been pretty focused on keeping people alive and navigating a pandemic for the last couple years, which I’ve done with both aplomb and panache, but it’s left me bereft of bacchanalia.
N.P.: “Si Senor The Hairy Grill” – Yello
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