My brain feels like sour mash today, too much Crown and Coke, too much Red Stripe, too much everything. I’ve been attempting to write a lot of stuff today with very little luck.
That being said I have to work at 6 in the morning at my new job down the street. I’ll be stocking all the art supplies.
I never know when the Pro Bowl is but my guy AP took home the player of the game award. So lets give it up for that. If they find a quarterback they should be ready to roll.
Parker is coming to visit. Our collective assholishness will most likely be enough to re-ignite the California wildfires.
Honestly this is the best I can do for today, I know its pathetic. Not at pathetic as Charlie Bartlett, if you want to see a real piece of shit, pop that movie in.