What did we learn?
- “Hold on, I’m tweeting this” is not the right answer
– Me, after doing the due diligence a little late.
Evidently, I don’t get to both express myself freely and do so without risking some sort of “your self-deprecating jokes are hurtful to me” response, even though there’s no names and no point about anyone else. There’s gotta be a Costanza for this moment of Zen.
Nah, too meta.
Star Trek Beyond was great, and I just loved Jaylah. It still labors under the burden of being part homage. Itstill follows the blockbuster formula of gratuitous, obscenely powerful yet surprisingly un-devastating urban destruction. And impossible physics.
Despite that, it was great. No spoilers.
Not just in this song ^^, but in the real world too.
Better than “wife.” Better than “I haven’t looked at the issue, but I sure wish Arizona recognized common law marriage.” [Ed.: it doesn’t, and if it had, you didn’t qualify anyway.] Because “girlfriend” means no commitments or promises you did not explicitly undertake. And no 64-day waiting period, when
the irreversible happens it’s time to make a change.
Better than “friends” on the internet. Because “girlfriend” means you have presumably met IRL at least once.
Mötley Crüe: The End was tonight.
I love Nikki. Tommy is an atomic gerbil on meth. Mick Mars died 10 years ago but refuses to move to the next life. But God damn you, Vince Neil! Here is my 4-word review of Mötley Crüe: The End: VINCE NEIL[‘s] MONITOR TECH*. Vince has a goddam teleprompter. I get it. His speaking voice sounds fucked up, like he has to sing through dentures or something. OK. He’s been part of this band for most of its almost 35 years. That’s a lot of songs. Zoom (on the bass) here – lots and lots of songs. Fucking Walter Cronkite had a teleprompter. I get it.
WHAT IF… the reason all these iconic artists that 2016 keeps taking away from us weren’t supposed to die. What if it is Motley Crue’s fault?
Stay with me here.
In January 2014, the Crue signed a cessation of touring agreement. No more performing as MC after 2015. MC is dead before it’s 2016.
the band theatrically signed a “cessation of touring agreement” that forbids Motley Crue from playing again after 2015.
– The Malay Mail Online. See more at: http://bit.ly/1UOGBhe
But there was the indulgent (albeit really fucking cool) drum coaster contraption, breaking on the last night and pushing the end back. Motley died in 2016, not 2015 LIKE IT WAS SUPPOSED TO.
A word to the wise.
It starts with Bud Light and too much sun. Before you know it, this ^^ seems like a good idea. It’s OK, because you’re a pro at this. And, you’ve got a tenant you want to bang. At least right now. Sober, you’re like this:
So it’s tax day. Take the day off from the job that has no work. Take the day off from the shitshow that keeps you alive. Do your fucking taxes.
Before that, crash at 10 on the couch.
Oh fuck, is it time to get up?
Nah, it’s just midnight. Go to bed.
Now it’s 4:20.