Incentive

I’ve been thinking about it.  Sometimes Americans are able to do the right thing.  Other times, not so much.  Maybe if we bribe America they will not be stupid regarding this whole COVID-19 mess.

How about when it’s all over we all get a Les Paul.  What do you say?  Everyone gets a shiny new Les Paul.  Some people have a weird thing about Gibson, so they can get a boutique copy that’s really sweet.  Most of us though will get a perfect sounding, beautifully built 50’s spec Les Paul Standard.  Of course, because this was my idea I’ll get an actual 1959 Les Paul Standard.  A nice burst with a really good flame top that’s all faded to gold the way the good ones all did.

I think that’s a good plan.

What a Let Down

Wow, was that ever disappointing.  My morning commute only took an hour and a half, falling well short of the two hour average for the week so far.  90 measly minutes to go 46 miles.  Talk about a let down.  Well, maybe Friday’s commute will be two and a half hours and bring my average back up to two hours where it belongs.

This post contains 100% unfiltered, twice distilled sarcasm.  If Friday’s commute tops two hours I might go postal.

Anticipation

My average morning commute this week is just over two hours. I am so excited to get out on the road today and see how much of my day will get pissed down the toilet while I cruise along at less than five miles per hour in the 65 miles per hour speed zone. I feel like I could break some sort of Land Slow Record or something. It’s going to be so great! I can’t wait!

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A Terrifying New World

Good morning, and welcome to a terrifying new world.

A world where my 12 year old step daughter…

Has a cell phone of her own!

This growing up thing is so scary. So very scary!

(insert giggle here)