Weekend Open Bar: Baby, can you dig your man?
Okay! Last night, I started The Stand. And I must confess, I put in my longest single-sitting reading session in a long, long time. Of course, that’s not counting school-related bullshit. I’m currently 63 pages in, which translates to only 1/20th of the fucking tome.
That said? I’m fucking enjoying it.
As I’ve intimated here before, I’m always down for a good-plague based Apocalypse.
Granted, I never wanted to be living through one. But, here I am. Here we are.
And while the pandemic is still going, and there’s a fucking tornado warning here until 10 pm, I’m feeling pretty goddamn good! My classes are done, only a week of tutoring left, and then I’ll spill some days-off into my rotting maw.
In the meantime, let’s fucking hang out, brothers and sisters! What are you up to this weekend? Hoping you don’t get sucked into the raging maelstrom of a tornado? Reading? Airing your genitals out in the newly-arriving late Spring air?
I want to know! I want to hang with you folks in-between Dead Cells sessions and enjoying the King-powered apocalypse in The Stand.