As you can see things have sort of shifted around here. Here is your list for this coming weekend...
#1: BEAST MODE - Even with hatchetface corp. engagement leader, Beast Mode is a Beast and ultimately the only thing left in the Royal Rumbles worth pretending is cool.
#2: KIELBASAS & LACTO-FERMENTED CABBAGES - Going to be a warm weekend, sunny, which is a nice blast in the middle of January. That's always a good times to build a fire and strip down to your flannel shirt and jeans and cook up some food with the kids running around and friends hanging out and brewing up mushroom tea and everybody who is 18 or over end up laying on homemade crazy quilts staring up at the clear star-speckled sky, analyzing ourselves and making sure our internal universes are a proper reflection of what is up there.
#3: WORK - There is always work looming, and you have probably heard it said, "If you don't like your job, go get another one, or switch your path." You know who says that type of thing? Assholes. If you don't like your work, and you are stuck with it, steal shit from work, and also undermine work, and also don't work too hard, do just enough to get by. Fuck work. Stare at titties.
#4: BEGINNER FALCONRY WITH RED-TAILED HAWKS - Red-tailed hawks are the ultimate bird of prey imo fuiud.
#5: AMERICA IS ALREADY DECLINED BRO - There is no need to wave your flag's red and blue parts, only the white stars count, as a sign of surrender, to the overbearing skullfuckery of industrial capitalists, who translated their machine philosophies into the abstractions of finance, thus slow-crushing us all under the weight of their societal embezzlement. You know what an entitlement is? Thinking you have a right to have all the goddamned shit in the world without me cutting your fucking throat. That's an entitlement that's about to get cut, in a literal sense.
#6: ARIAN FOSTER & ME WRITING SONNETS TOGETHER WHILE DOING AYAHUASCA IN PERU - And I cannot stress this enough, no homo, at least on my end of this. I just enjoy writing sonnets while on a trip wrapped around mind-expanding plant vine explorations. It is my goal to write 200 sonnets this year, at least quick freestyle sonnets. I'll hopefully write another 225 or so thought out sonnets.
#7: RAVEN MEDICINE - My man has a spot near the abandoned power plant where the ravens have built skyboxes and you hike along the railroad tracks and they soul-squawk at you and it fills me with soul-squawks, on the inside, where we all really need more soul-squawking.
#8: PFC BRADLEY PEYTON MANNING - If you are not Anonymous, then I feel sorry for you. They don't want you to be Anonymous, and they means the normal governmental they but also the Roger Goodie Goodells and Brady Manning Super Starz and the Pepsi/Coke Super Bowl commercials and the whole million-tentacles of the beast. Try to be more Anonymous, friends, for our collective own good.