July 30, 2022 by sandwichcontrol
Like my grandfather’s dentures.
Actually all the teeth from the people I know.
I want all your teeth.
For my teeth collection.
Today’s theme is: trivial.
I was going to be holding a copy of the game Trivial Pursuit.
That was until I read the definition of a “trivial person”.
They are someone “concerned only with trifling or unimportant things”.
So I just took a photo of myself.
I have started living on the Lebowski Plateau.
I don’t really give a fuck about anything anymore.
Except like comics, a handful of people, and coffee.
The climate is bonkers because human beings have fucked the planet in the ass?
I hope the weather kills us.
We fucking deserve it.
We made this bed.
Time to lie in it.
Same for capitalism, patriarchy, religions, genocide, etc.
You’re all trash.
It’s only a matter of time before someone turns on the compactor and ejects you into the emptiness of space.
Unless you’re making comics.
Then you’re cool.
Feel free to stick around.
And it may be just my mental illness talking here, but I am way more concerned with what is happening in the world of comicbooks than I am with how many people are dying from whatever pandemic we’ve unleashed on ourselves this week.
That turned dark quickly.
Especially since I’m not even actually riled up right now.
This is normal voice kinda shit.
Today I’m working on the laundry room floor.
Same thing tomorrow.
But first, I’m going to drink some coffee and maybe go for a run at the gym.
See ya’ on Monday.
More soon. ~SC
Category Normal Life | Tags: