What to Do

I’m up, showered, ready to go. The dinner dishes are in the new dishwasher, the trash barrels are out on the street ready for today’s pickup, the bed is made.

Time for some car music. Which songs should I work on today (he said rhetorically because no one else knows which songs are in the pipeline and even if they did, not a soul on Earth would give the slightest fuck).

To the strip mall parking lot I go!