I’m hoping Elvis Costello won’t mind me stealing his title. ***Disclaimer*** It is possible I’ve gone completely bonkers by now. I’m just saying. My filter is fractured. I cry at work. I spend a weird amount of time watching the lizards in my front yard. I’m finding it difficult to feed my brain with a constant stream of trump, trump, stephen miller, trump, oh my...
Sorry I missed another week last week.
It didn’t feel right to post anything about anything as we mourned George Floyd. It didn’t feel right to post anything about anything as the world poured out into the streets in protest of another black man being killed by people we pay to protect and serve.
Not the rocket ship. Not that countdown.
I missed it.
I’m sure it was amazing and awe inspiring.
