Remember when constipated individuals took a discrete path of alleviating their gastronomic issues that didn’t involve you knowing that they were full of shit? Ah,
Sunday Baroque
“Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life
Glorious Music Amidst the Months of their scamdemic
It was the worst of times, and inexplicably, even more wretched of times. A deluge of dopes, cement heads, shysters, jive artists, psychopath’s and butter
Saturday Jazz
“Jazz is an open ended music designed for open minds.”- Anonymous ‘Bewitched’- Paul Desmond w/Jim Hall Photo credit: http://www.unsplash.com/@photofil
More Of their Paths To Gehenna we follow – The Months Of their Scamdemic
The path to Gehenna is littered with humans who have lost their way, and their minds, hoping to bring along as many others as possible
The Great Reset Of BS – The months of their Scamdemic
In the great reset of BS, where life won’t be even close to the ‘glories’ of yesteryear, when you could share a smile, sit down
Dispatches from the Asylum 