and so we are sitting here watching tv, we are constantly serenaded by someone, constantly. Right now there is a quasi-metal acoustic riff shuffling through the antiquated ventilation and a voice like an old man lecturing you on money. There is nothing young fella, there is nothing more interesting than money. We all work for our english word.
It never stops.
The Minister of Information told me this is not my business.
My business right now is guitars and spreadsheets.
So you need a spreadsheet?
I am the master of excel.
I have a cold, thank heavens for that.
I have a goal, disenfranchise the minister of information like another generational rift crossed by a generation unwilling to retire, FAREWELL MINISTER.
1 comment:
I'm sure somewhere there is someone nodding their head while reading your blog. I'm thankful for that person because I don't know what the hell you're talking about.
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