Just a quick note, and not my usual ranting because I am on iPad in a motel room. You know why? Because on Christmas Eve my house got flooded after another freaking storm cell! Unbe-fucking-lievable. Two and a half years shy of last incident. More about this riveting episode in The World According To Bingells very soon.
How much has this year sucked arse? As aggravating as losing another admired childhood idol in Carrie Fisher, a person cannot even bare his soul without the Thought Police having a bitch. Steve Martin thought her a 'beautiful creature'. Thought Police lost their shit and he deleted his tweet. 'Creature'. Who the fuck has a problem with this, and why do they feel entitled to govern someone's grief, that someone being a man who knew Carrie Fisher personally?
Well, a more in depth post coming up when I have access to a proper computer keyboard.
RIP also to George Michael. A big RIP to Rick Parfitt of Status Quo, who inspired air guitarists everywhere.
RIP to my sanity. You'll all see why soon - damn that storm cell.
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