Three Times Awful

when I see these sights on the drive home it means I’m having a friggin bad night. 


Three days in a row, six incredibly awful commutes.  One in each direction.  I’m so pissed off at life right now.

Duck Duck

I’m going to a wedding tomorrow night so I am going to miss this but…

If you’re anywhere near Lowell, MA tomorrow night you MUST, and I do mean MUST, go to the Safe and see the majestic, triumphant, brilliant, amazing, miraculous reunion of the greatest thing that ever happened during the late 80’s/early 90’s.

Duck Duck.