Oh, you pretty things

I'm listening to Captain Beefheart's  1978 live album I'm Going To Do What I Wanna Do and it's so fucking good! If I had the ability to travel back in time, I'd follow this man and his extraordinary band on tour with the zeal of a trust fund Dead Head.

Anyway

Veronica and I have been adulting lately and we're both proud of ourselves. Adulting isn't always a gentle glide through the meadow. Over the last several weeks we got a joint checking account, merged our car insurance and phone bills (V managed to save us about a grand a year), done some home renovation, and other stuff that's frankly none of your business, you nosy pricks.

I'm about two weeks into the new job and it's going well. I'm getting better acquainted with day to day operations and it's totally rad working with friends. And not having to drive on account of the fact that I ride in with Foley every day had also been rad.

V and I have been together for almost five months. On the one hand, it feels like we've been together for lifetimes; on the other, it feels like we've just met. I'll tell you this: every day with her has been an absolute pleasure. We haven't even come close to an argument, our communication is clear and direct. I may have stumbled into a healthy relationship. Who would've figured.

Alright, lovers, I'm out of here. Do yourself a favor and:

- listen to David Bowie every day for the next thirty days.

- watch Making A Murderer.

- see The Revenant

- eat sushi several times a month

-tell someone you love them

Just do these things; you'll know true and everlasting joy.