Rowing In.


March 9, 2015 by sandwichcontrol

From the Isle of Astonishing Motherf*ckers.

Did you miss me?

That time change got me twisted, boo.

Or whatever.

Yesterday I slept in. I slept in so much that it made me tired. And then I started doing stuff. I had been awake for 5 minutes before my messenger started blowing up. I shotgunned a cup of coffee and got to work.

I helped King Dingus build a blanket fort for his lady’s birthday.

I changed clothes and headed to an art opening for the Miss Fist-to-Cuffs. It was amazing.

I headed from there to the skate park to check out the final touches on the MaserXConor mural.

I left there and got busy working on my chores.

I took Prince Jazzbo to the grocery store. I bought a lot of hard candy. Because I am an old man. And because given the increase in my stress levels recently, I’m jonesing for a smoke like nobody’s business. I haven’t smoked in over a year and am weening off of the the stupid eCig. All of it is stupid. I just want to smoke. And be able to breath like a normal person. And not smell like an ashtray. Once they sort out those issues, count me in.

While I was at the store, I discovered that they sell the disgusting/delicious Velveeta “cheese” sauce, that comes in the mac-n-cheese package, all by itself. So, being a grown-up, I bought some whole wheat pasta, some all natural turkey smoked sausage, and some Velveeta “cheese” sauce and made myself the adult equivalent of hotdogs in mac-n-cheese. It was so-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o good.

Grown up.

I also discovered my new favorite joke band. They are called Tragedy and they’re like a combination of Steel Panther and Me First and the Gimme Gimmes. And they cover the Bee Gees and beyond.


Today is Monday.

That means my laying about and resting all weekend is over with. Time to get to work.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC


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