Now that we told 2021 to fuck off and die here is hoping the new one will be better. This has been another challenging year for all of us. Changing jobs, kids going away, cancelled plans, loss of friends and loved ones, parenting in these times, and many more. I don’t know what the coming year will bring but I do know I have a community. A community that will offer a kind word, encouragement, empathy, thoughtful debate, and good laugh.
So lets get out there and show 2022 we are a bunch of bad motherfuckers.
Thanks for coming around.
Everybody hang in there.
If we’re all more like Dolly it’ll be OK.
This is getting a lot of airtime here, both on the college station and public radio. From the Nov ‘21 release If Words Were Flowers
Curtis Harding – Hopeful
Was thinking of “The Morning After” from the Poseidon Adventure, but that’s too sickeningly optimistic even for me so we’ll go with some mid 00s stuff instead.
Hopefully we all find A Better Way
@Loveshaq LOVE Guster. Excellent choice, as always.
This isn’t being shared in a religious sense whatsoever, nor is it being shared with a shred of hope. I’m seriously pissed off at people and doubting humankind on the whole because my entire winter holiday off work has been hijacked by other people’s poor choices and failure to consider what their activities might mean for COVID exposure to others.
I hate everyone and everything. Happy Fecking New Year, All.
Jeff Buckley, “New Year’s Prayer”
I’ve kicked the bitch to the curb.
Not sure if I have hope or wishful thinking right now.