Thank Christ that’s over.
N.P.: “Year Zero” – Ghost
Category Archives: Lucubrations
One more day of this nonsense and then it’s over. Finally. Thank God.
N.P.: “Going Red” – KANGA
I’m gonna be so glad when Christmas is over.
N.P.: “AAA – Remastered” – Strapping Young Lad
This brief posting is brought to you by Christmas. Christmas is such a pain in the hole.
N.P.: “Luminous Shadow” – Socionic
Up here in the northern hemisphere, today is the winter solstice…the first day of winter. Which is great. But the reason today is a high holy day on my calendar is because it is the longest night (and conversely, the shortest day) of the year. Since June 21, I have been “patiently” watching as the nights ever-so-slowly started getting longer, one minute at a time, until today. And now, starting tomorrow, I have to watch with slowly building dread and contempt as that wretched star in our sky starts showing up for slightly longer periods each day. Alas. For now, let there be night.
N.P.: “Tone Bank Jungle” – Holy Fuck
What a strange day. But that’s okay,
N.P.: “Lust for Life – The Prodigy Remix” – Iggy Pop
Just time for a quick update tonight, dear reader. Greta Thunberg is still a hypocritical twit, California is still a toxic shit-bog that needs to be purged, and the books are still woefully unfinished.
N.P.: “Centurion” – King Buffalo
Evenin’, reader. As you know, some days are better than others as far as writing goes. Today I just didn’t feel like it. Wasn’t particularly motivated. I got a lot done today, but not a bit of it was writing. I started working on something, got about a sentence down, then just quit. Wasn’t feeling it. Even so, I’m still pretty hard on myself when I don’t write. So I’m in kind of a lousy mood.
In completely unrelated news, a very happy birthday to Keith Richards who turns 107 today.
N.P.: “Shallow Grave” – A Pale Horse Named Death
Jayson Gallaway
December 17, 2019
In other brilliant musical news, a very happy birthday to Ludwig Van Beethoven. Maestro.
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California is a derelict miasmic shithole that needs to be purged. I was born here, I live here, and I’ll likely die here, and the whole thing is an embarrassment. This state is an abject societal failure. The streets are full of homeless shit, the politicians are inept and moronic, the courts are corrupt, and most of the people are dildos. Okay…I probably shouldn’t have said that: that’s unfairly insulting to actual dildos. Each night I pray to the forces of darkness for the Big One to hit, some Old Testament earthquake that leaves the state cleaved off from all else, sinking quickly into the cleansing depths of the Pacific. That’s the best thing that could happen for all parties concerned. I was going to make a list of 49 states that are better than California, but I need to get back to work on the book.
#seeyoudowninArizonaBay
N.P.: “Hyperdrive” – Devin Townsend
Only time for a wellness check, this evening, dear reader. You good? Oriented x 4? Good enough. Gotta run.
N.P.: “Perfect Way to Go” – Ottoman