This was my Dwight Yoakam gateway drug…I like guitars, Cadillacs, and depending on what one considers “hillbilly music,” I like that too.
This week the randomizer was in a bit of a mood and spat out an excellent record from my youth: RATM’s The Battle of Los Angeles
As such, this might be the first year of my life that I found myself regretting the end of DST and wandering back to Standard Time. Which is a weird feeling.
I found out that I ran in the CU Boulder Virtual 5K!
Earle’s goal on this album was to cut through a lot of that and attempt to understand, not condescend to, the dualities that exists in one state in particular, West Virginia.
Holy cow, is the season changing again already?
Indeed it is.
Batching it in the beforetime had a schedule, even if most of the schedule was “goofin’ off”.
Batching it during a pandemic means time has no meaning.
Maribou and I went out and visited friends for the first time since February. Holy cow.
How in the world did we do this regularly in the beforetime?
So all weekend we’re going to have burritos with lime cilantro rice, burrito bowls with lime cilantro rice, maybe a bowl of lime cilantro rice…