it wouldnt be so bad if my electronics could keep up

i write and record and upload and download.

i have a new laptop, a good phone, speedy internet, two tvs.

but everything is against me. the internet especially. on saturday i was trying to do so many things and everything was all NO TONY NO

outside theres the Rona and Rubber Bullets and weirdos

inside the pretty girl wants to talk to me but baby i have like two stories a day i should be doing, the world is ending. we are the documentarians otherwise OAN gets to have the last word.

fortunately my old eyes and bones and body and fingers and gut are all LETS FUCKING DO THIS G MONEY.

shes pretty and she tries to cook but just now the fried chicken i ordered was ignored in the air fryer and they may as well be rubber bullets. but its ok because its the thought that counts.

today my article about the house call doctor got published. if it comes across as an infomercial, im sorry. i had two others that i wanted to talk with but either they were too busy or scrammed outta town so i only had that one guy and thats ok. you get the gist.

yesterday i did this story about the LA Police Commission getting reamed in an 8 hour Zoom session. people seemed to like that one.

i am getting the nicest text messages and DMs and Debbie Urlic even sent me a little care package. is my exhaustion showing? on one hand i was built for this but on the other hand i would really like to take tomorrow off but i gotta finish this super huge thing i started today and would like to sleep now because its 1am and the helicopter outside could be the Guard, the LAPD or the Childrens Hospital

but it cant drown out the Marvin Gay the pretty girl is blasting in the kitchen as she tries to whip something up so i can watch the news with her even though ive been seeing every tweet and FB item anyone could have made.

but still it’s fun to see how you do on the Final.

sometimes i feel like im living in the dumbest country in the world

narbonnei watch politics. i see people drive. i watch who gets married to each other.

people cray.

been cray since the garden where God said if you eat this and you’ll die and they listened to the snake instead.

but youd think that in the world of education, you know, the schools, people be less cray.

but no. they bone their students, they do gross things to cookies and make kids eat it, they resist against putting healthy foods in the cafeterias

and now, today as a matter of fact, some brainiacs decided to punish an excellent girls basketball team


Narbonne High School’s girls basketball team won’t get its hard-earned shot at an L.A. City Section Open Division championship this weekend, all because it decided to “Think Pink” with its uniforms in its semifinal win.

The L.A. City Section announced Monday that Narbonne would forfeit its 57-52 semifinal win Saturday over View Park and be immediately removed from the playoffs because the team wore pink letters and numbers on their jerseys.

Narbonne had been scheduled to face Palisades in the City final on Saturday night.

how cold-hearted do you have to be to do that to a group of girls who obviously had no advantage over their opponents by having pink letters and numbers?

how ignorant to Life and Death must you be to punish girls, instead of rewarding them, for doing something unselfish and beautiful?

they always say, “think about the kids” or “what do i tell my kids about this?”

heres what you tell your kids:

some people are fucking assholes who hate themselves

and take it out on others

and will be disqualified from Heaven if they keep this shit up.

that’s what you tell them.