this may be the worst thing the bastard saw on saturday night

the bastard went to a wedding reception of some good friends who are truly happy together and i wish them all the luck in the world.

i say NONE of this in airquotes as a truly mean it.

it was a nice afternoon affair on the planet of brooklyn and good times were had by all. 

and that's where i should have left it. because i also wanted to see my friends band later that evening. and this is what opened.

sun ra is rolling in his grave. so will less claypool when i leave him face down in a ditch.

—the bastard

two episodes in...

...and season two of the shield is really messed up

you really have to hand it to the fx channel.

not a single bit of original programming ever leaves the bastard feeling any better about his fellow man.

two hours (well really 90 minutes because there are no commercials), and i'm already uncomfortable.

good times.

—the bastard

...on the november's coming fire

maybe it's the gin talking.
hell, maybe it's the exhaustion talking.

but the bastard keeps seeing this commercial on the ny1 for the greenwich village halloween parade and george whipple is dressed as an awful amalgamation of the jack nicholson joker and the heath ledger joker and he's scaring the SHIT out of me.

i'm going to hide under my bed now.

and pass out.

mmmmmmmmm pass out.

—the bastard