the wicked

So, it’s the end of the day, buddy and I talk, there’s a commotion on rt-290 Worcester, ma – staties are everywhere, there’s a crowd. That dreadful shit that happened in Tn. Which happens to be where pops was a cop. In any case we present problems and solutions as we banter – we disagree, […]

I will happily and greedily eat all of the dark chocolate covered pretzels. Every time, all of the time. Of course, you are welcome to have some, as many as you like, but, I will continue to eat them as you do and soon enough there will be none. If you bring dark chocolate covered […]

Here’s how much of everything is someone else’s bullshit All of it Here is why you exist for one reason, to make more of you (us) your strongest inherent (desire/function) is to stay alive, supporting #1 you are born knowing 1 thing: how to suck, in order to feed, to grow, so number 2 can […]

Things can be had in a lot of ways. One could make said thing, or, trade for it, or something nefarious. We all need things sometimes and if we can’t make do, or create from our pile, or whatever, then we have to buy it. That’s a lot of stuff outside of your control right […]

Growing up, I was never a badass. Sometimes it took courage to not be a victim. Sometimes I was fury, sometimes one-step-ahead, or, out there paddling, trying to stay afloat. Maybe just like you? There were times when anger ruled my young life and people got out the damned way and I thought fear was […]

On my second cup of coffee this morning, I am still reading a thread about how people are currently walking out of restaurants nation wide and it’s all the same; people are assholes. Management is spineless and shifty, more and more customers are just itchin’ to fight….it’s almost post covid (is it, really?) at the […]

I was 24 once. What a nightmare that was. Daaaaamn. So there I am, you know, all 24 and whatnot, doing cool and important things, in and around cool and clever folk, you know, mostly. Boy, the days we had…and then, I was killed. Was me that did it. Set myself right up; tail wagging, […]

Back in the woods when I bought my bass that one time I knew I’d need some sort of tuner mechanism, because, what the hell did I know from notes and whatnot? I knew tuner because those high school pals were always drilled down into theirs pre-rippage, when they got some confidence. I knew tuner […]

All of the good songs just keep on being poignant. Sometimes when I play my old bass I lean right into AM radio, and, it’s like: WTF?! What am I doing here? This old cheesy bastard has been bubbling up for years and it’s epic when it plays and it says everything and all I […]