1. Thursday, September 10, 2020

    as the who said, it’s hard 

    every day is a struggle.

    every day mortality looks you in the face and laughs.

    the clock begins ticking as soon as you enter this crazy maze, but Life in The Era of Rona is weird and gets weirder every day.

    people get mad, people fuck up, people do dumb things, people fight and lash out at Death and now the skies are blood red or brown or black.

    like my heart.

    i asked for a vacation and i got a vacation. i told my boss i wanted a few days off and she said take the whole week. i cashed out my 401k not long ago and now i want to go on a western road trip and sleep by the pool.

    at first i wanted to go to Palm Springs but the smoke is so bad here and its floating over there. soon it will kill all the birds and the bees and the grass and the trees.

    so Santa Barbara? Mexico? Arizona? Vegas? who knows, who cares. we are all gonna die and if we survive everyones gonna vote for the wrong man and russia is gonna take over and imma have to do the Kremlin’s twitter so we may as well party now while we can.

    Alexa: where is it safe to drive to?

    Nowhere, Tony, nowhere.

    then thats where we’re going.