I finally got a haircut, dear reader! You have no idea how completely anarchic the coif has gotten during these past 8 months or so. Anyway, this girl tried something a bit new, and I think I like it. We’ll see what happens.
Didn’t write shit today…just too busy. Time for whiskey and wings, of course…those are necessities. The night is young…there is still plenty of time for writing.
I think I may need to have an adventure soon.
N.P. “No Man’s Land” – AC/DC
Debating whether to go out and violate the curfew or just go the fuck to bed. Bed’s sounding pretty good. Yeah, let the kids fight the power. But for the record, if I wanted to go out after 22:00, you bet your ass I’d go. Rebel rebel…Cali represent.
N.P.: “The Metro – Orchestral Version” – Berlin
Governor Asshat had the nerve, the unmitigated hypocritical gall, the stupid audacity to “order” a nighttime curfew today. Including Napa County! Where he just violated two of his own “orders.” I was going to go out and raise hell tonight, you know, in protest, but our County Board of Supervisors made it very clear that, as with all of the other of this idiot’s commandments, this county will be totally ignoring it.
“Fuck that guy,” said Supervisor Danielson as he left Board Headquarters this afternoon. “Fuck him in his hypocritical dimpled ass. He should be arrested and flogged…no, scratch that…reverse it: he should be flogged and then arrested, and then charged with being an asshole.” Reporters gasped, but raucous cheers broke out amongst the fine and robust citizens of Anhedonia County who where in attendance.
UPDATE: A spokesman for the Office of the Governor declined to comment on whether or not the governor’s ass is indeed dimpled. “But he’s a abject hypocrite, there’s no getting around that.”
N.P.: “Rattlesnake” – Son of Dave
California politicians have lost any mandate they may have ever had to govern. I spoke with a few Californians today about Governor Fucker shuttering their business for a third and likely final time, cancelling Thanksgiving and large social gatherings, and warning against travel, just before he took off to Napa to party, maskless, with a bunch of medical directors…you know, the ones he’s getting policy advice from about shutting down California again. The people I talked to are ready to march on the State Capitol. Like with torches and pitchforks and recall petitions and shit. And these are the people who voted for this idiot. I know of several other counties that have joined Anhedonia County in telling The Gov exactly where he can shove his stupid-ass tier system.
This is not going to end well for you, Gavin. Nor should it. Fucking hypocrite.
N.P.: “Man of Constant Sorrow” – Skeewiff
Okay, straight up…I want to fight Jack Dorsey. Yes, I have that increasingly lengthy list of people I want to fight, but in most cases, I’m not being literal…I just wish them ill. But Jack Dorsey…I quite literally want to fight him. I loathe censorship in America, in any form, and Twitter is the most egregious censor of social media lot. And he openly admits as much. So yeah…fuck Jack Dorsey. He should be stomped and deported at once. Malignant prick.
In other news, Governor Bastard spent the entirety of last week’s lunch hours on TV hyperventilating and hectoring the citizens of California to avoid social gatherings, then promptly took off his mask and went to a fucking dinner party with at least a dozen people in Napa. As if on cue for blatant hypocrisy, after issuing a warning against gatherings and travel, several California lawmakers got a plane and flew to Hawaii for a “conference.” In person. Sure they could have done it virtually, but it’s Hawaii.
Any decent, intelligent society would have all these bastards blindfolded and up against the wall at the next dawn, but we’re not talking about decent, intelligent society…just the shamefully governed toilet formerly known as California.
N.P.: “Sold Me Down The River” – The Alarm
Spent the afternoon just killing it on the book, which was a total surprise, as it was not on the schedule today. Greenlit the purchase of the final piece of equipment which will complete the new studio. We are pleased, dear reader.
N.P.: “Hell” – Squirrel Nut Zippers
Congratulations to NASA and SpaceX on the first operational SpaceX Crew Dragon launch to the ISS. Looked pretty perfect.
N.P.: “Realize” – AC/DC
Happy Diwali, y’all!
Proud as hell of the Anhedonia County Board of Supervisors who yesterday handed the governor a large bag of dicks to snack on regarding his dumbass tier system. “We will be doing nothing to enforce any further restrictions on the attractive and intellectual citizens of Anhedonia County. Our citizens need to do what they need to do to survive.”
N.P.: “Koyi Jo Mila Toh Mujeh Aisa Lagata Tha” – Shankar Mahadevan
Friday the 13th, the first rain of the year, black skies over Anhedonia all day. Afternoon sunset. Petrichor. The smell of ozone after a lightning storm. These are a few of my favorite things.
N.P.: “You Could Be The One” – Sisters of Mercy
The situation with my hair has become untenable. Desperate. Something must be done, and soon. Pandemic be damned.
I will not go to Supercuts.
N.P.: “Dance Across the Floor” – Jimmy “Bo” Horne