Monday Morning Commute: No Rest for the Wicked.

Ain’t no damn time to be on time anymore!

Yeah, you’re lookin’ at the third late MONDAY MORNING COMMUTE in a row. Why’s that, you ask? Well, could be because I’m so goddamn busy. Y’know how it is in this modern condition! Papers to file! Dogs to sic on mailmen! Fistfights to have in grocery store dairy aisles!

Things to do!

But even though I’m chronically tardy, I’m still tryin’ to resist! Tryin’ to brace myself against the crashing waves of responsibility. And that’s why I keep comin’ back to the MMC! I need ideas, folks! Suggestions that’ll keep my head up while I suffer the slings and arrows of the outrageous 9-5 life.

Help me find fun things to do!

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Comin’ to the conclusion that TRUE DETECTIVE might be MY FAVORITE SEASON OF TELEVISION. Ever.

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Tellin’ anyone that will listen that they need to watch the new COSMOS because it IS VERY IMPORTANT!

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Gettin’ amped for future-cowboy sounds of Hevy Devy’s CASUALTIES OF COOL!

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Celebratin’ my triumphant RETURN to the COMIC BOOK STORE so I can READ FUNNY-BOOKS again!

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So that’s my week — gritty crime drama and universal-revelation and kooky folk music and comic books.

What’re you up to this week?

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PS — Can somebody please drop a spiritual-atom bomb and eradicate all traces of BAZINGA! from the collective unconscious?