Pop open a bottle of bubbly
Here's to another god damn new year
And outside, two million drunk Bostonians
Are getting ready to sing "Auld Lang Syne" out of tune
I sit there in my easy chair, looking at the clouds, orange with celebration
And I wonder if you're out there
"On Doomsday!, ever since the womb ‘til I'm back where my brother went, that's what my tomb will say Right above my government; Dumile Either unmarked or engraved, hey, who's to say?"
Today, I'd like us all to remember the reason for this special day. It isn't about shopping or presents, it's about Rocky in that ring, facing Apollo Creed.
Got a random package today from Constellation Records, who I've ordered from a few times before. It contained Godspeed You! Black Emperor's Yanqui UXO on vinyl, with a note saying "Enjoy this classic from GYBE. Thanks for the support." Definitely made my day!
I know USPS is slammed right now, so I'm not mad or anything, but I had a package from Oregon get to San Jose, CA (about an hour from me), then two days later it showed up in Albany, NY. It just left West Virginia.
The best thing about using shots of the house from Parasite as my Microsoft Teams background is that, for people who don't recognize them, they're just generic "professional" backgrounds.
I decided to remove the mask from my avatar when I drew on the Santa hat, but I just want to make it clear that I'm using my Manhattan powers to create an invisible bubble around my nose and mouth that filters all pathogens.
RIP Trebek. It especially stings knowing that I made it to the final auditions twice in the last two years, and if I were smarter I would have had a chance to meet him.