A Thursday Afternoon Carpenter Existential Experience!

Greetings, hola, guten tag, ni how, and yadda yadda.

I swear the month of February exists only to mess with people’s sense of time, space, and perception. 2024 is already six weeks old, we never really had winter in Yinzburgh, and I can’t tell if the days are getting longer (sort of) or not. Seasonal affective disorder is… in season.

There’s an excellent chance you may be experiencing similar symptoms, and/or events so far this year. Superb Owl is over, and the Chefs continue to be our overlords. This country can’t even celebrate something right. Trump’s still doing his whole “if I can’t have this solar system, no one can” thing. The lesser sports are about to take the void, because we don’t have anything else. Once again, I maintain this week is the true HATE WEEK.

But, not all is lost! We’re all here to console each other in this difficult time. Find little joys where you can. For instance,

The terrific people at Shout! Studios have no less than five live streams of old TV shows, including ALF, Carol Burnett and the crown jewel. Live, 25/8 MST3K is all I need to stay semi-sane. Seriously, I don’t paid by Shout! or anything, just check their channels out. There’s a lot.

We also see the return of our illustrious DJ3000. I’m sure he/she/it/SKYNET has plenty of updates from the Black Sea. yeah right’s been back in his lab with new and exciting surprises. Rikki’s Raiders will undoubtedly give us some LOLs at some point, too. I’m going to shit on Augusta National again, though if they actually have the nuts to exclude LIV, that would just make The Masters better. Point is, there’s plenty of stuff to keep us edutained. HAWKEY BABY.

For now, just meander here until later when yinz can imbibe your preferred brain cell killer at home, bar, wherever.