Dog #2 has learned how to get out of our backyard. The only way out of our backyard is to climb over a six foot wooden fence. The dog has learned to climb over the six foot wooden fence.
What the actual fuck.
I have to go through rapid Covid testing at work every day. Which means we have to wait for fifteen minutes in a little cubical before we can actually enter the studios. I have decided that I very much appreciate the 15 minutes of forced quiet contemplation before entering the studio. I think the 15 minute wait should be mandatory.
Sitting at work waiting to start the Olympics broadcast, they gave me a Tokyo 2020 lanyard with my name and job and picture on it. I'm not sure why but I care a great deal for this lanyard, it's my favorite new thing. I think I have issues...
My morning was going just fine, and then I accidentally discovered that someone just released a cover of "Get What You Give" from the New Radicals, which is top five on my "Most Insipid Songs Ever" list. Day completely ruined.
Well, I knew this day would come, but I still wasn't ready... just saw a tv ad that used ODBs "Got Ya Money (Hey Dirty)" to sell washing machines.
I think that's officially it for us as a species...
Time to hang'em up humanity.
If I buy one more $45+ album that arrives in the cheapest sandpaper inner sleeves I'm gunna likely continue to buy $45+ albums and impotently complain when they arrive in the cheapest sandpaper inner sleeves.
All of the zombies in Army of The Dead look like understudies from a rejected broadway musical. I've never seen so much gleeful bounding in my life. They must have hired every unemployed dancer in LA for this. I'm also assuming they wrote the screenplay because holy hell this is 3 hours too long.
We ordered several bags of coffee on Monday.
We ran out of coffee on Tuesday.
This morning my wife legit called the factory to find out where our coffee is.
It took less than two days before the madness set in.