As the gods prepare their butt sergeant’s for what could be the final assault on humankind, manufactured distractions are part of the arsenal the gods
Sunday Baroque
“A musician cannot move others unless he too is moved. He must of necessity feel all of the affects that he hopes to arouse in
Saturday Jazz
“My mother always told me, even if a song has been done a thousand times, you can still bring something of your own to it.
The Crapblizzard Continues
Gifted by the gods with the ability to deposit an outhouse of shyte at a moments notice, the psychofuck’s drop trou – Let the crapblizzard
In Style
When you’re virtue signaling…in style! *** “Our age not only does not have a very sharp eye for the almost imperceptible intrusions of grace, it
Because Good is Dumb
In the world of suck, reality and truth takes a back seat to whatever in the hell the dipshits holding down government jobs in rat
Dispatches from the Asylum 