A confession: i fast forward thru the ‘lost loves’ segments of Unsolved Mysteries, not cuz love stinks (well…) or anything like that but because they are pretty boring & I’ve seen them a 1000 times &, also, because I need to watch the ones on spontaneous human combustion.
Watched the Norm Macdonald Netflix documentary & it was really good but also really bummed me the heck out. Anyways, Norm was the best & the world’s been a lot more shit since he’s been gone.
Was woken up from my dream about someone I’ve never met (uh… Gamera) by a rain and wind storm. Sucks but then I just listened to the storm for a bit & that was pretty ok.
Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio… a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times… and now, how
abhorred in my imagination it is!