Mo—Fiend

Moved to a new pain-prescript and the whiplash is bending me-a bit
And I’m hip that I might have to audition some this and that to out smart some of what is smarting me more then just sometimes.

And I have a new low profile full boat of a keyboard that’s back lit but that doesn’t help with my spelling which is a scourge and has me lashing out at this cancer, and name calling any instance of the day that’s not going my way… Beelzebub, and Sir…. May I have another.

And The POTUS of these here United States is loud with upset about an election cycle some six or so cycles ago and all I feel are the damn wheels turning and current politics and a cancer not discerning enough to know the here and now right now, and what that means. I mean, I no longer have jeans that fit.

It’s all about the wear and tear now, just that, and that’s it!

Thanks!

So here’s a beat in the box bout two/3 years ago. Called…SNZ Cubs 1-0.