I follow Bruce LaBruce on social media, and on most days he celebrates the birthdays of artists who should be celebrated. Today is David Cronenberg’s 79th birthday, and he posted this German Blu-Ray poster for his film Crash. You know, the good one not the shitty white guilt study that won an Oscar for best picture. I had never seen this poster, and I gasped. How fucking amazing.

Speaking of Germany, I’ll be there next week. Well, Berlin since most of Germany believe Berlin is another planet. Which, whatever. It is a great place, and it is out there.

I appreciate the concern from my reader. Well, readers.

In non-Ukrainian news, baseball is in another lockout. Didn’t they just have one a couple of years ago? And why can I not bring myself to care?

Granted it’s been eight years since LAist, but to go from watching sports everyday to lifting my head to care about it? I guess that’s the passion of youth?

The problem with politicians is that they are so removed from reality, they do and say some fucked up shit because the worst thing that happens is they don’t get reelected. Like I don’t understand this Russian invasion of Ukraine because the Russians don’t want it, the Ukrainians don’t want it, the Russian-speaking folk of Ukraine don’t want it. Just that beady-eyed oddly waxed almost septuagenarian Vladimir Putin. When’s the last time someone just decked him?

Then there’s Texas governor Greg Abbott who decided to classify gender-affirming care for trans youth as child abuse. This is the same asshole who argued that Texas should still ban same-sex marriages, who wants to force incest victims to give birth to their own siblings, who doesn’t believe in winterizing infrastructure. Since he’s not using his legs, maybe someone should chop them off and beat him with them.

Even though we’re still in a pandemic and mask mandates are lifting, I don’t know why people think Covid is done and not masking up. It’s like all of us fagolas going condomless with the advent of PReP even though lovely drug-resistant strains of syphilis and other STDs are starting to run rampant.

That’s mostly why I just tend to ignore all of this shit and just stay in my lane now since I’ll go insane with rage if I think too hard about it.

Hitler wanted to united the German people after their territorial losses post WWI, so Germany just started invading and annexing lands. Putin after the collapse of the USSR wanted to unite the Russian people here in the 21st century, so he has started invading and annexing lands. So here we are: Putin invades Ukraine in the name of mother Russia. Ukraine is fighting for their sovereignty. Putin started an air attack on the capital in Kyiv and the eastern city of Kharkiv.

Are we now seeing WWIII?

I hear all the time that those who lock themselves in their homes are anxiety-riddled messes and need tons of therapy to get out into the world again. So I wonder if there is something wrong with me.

If I didn’t have to go to the market, I could easily spend all of my time in my apartment over the weekends. I have food in here. I can reach out to family and friends if need be. I have a home gym. So I don’t have to leave my apartment. In fact I prefer not to leave the manse.

But I don’t think I’m an anxiety-riddled mess. Sure I have some low-level anxiety that comes from living in this hypercapitalist American state, although I am doing much better than a lot of folks. When I do leave my apartment, I am fine being in public. I do schedule vacations to get away and travel. So I don’t think it’s all that unhealthy that I stay in. Right?

I guess there may be some flags raised that I don’t want a partner, don’t want kids, and love living by myself. But that doesn’t bother me. It may bother others, but I’m fine.

So no. I guess there is nothing wrong here. Of course, who knows if I am in severe denial?

I didn’t know I would get Monday off, so what did I do to celebrate? Sleep. I don’t why I was so tired today, but I was falling asleep during lunch on my couch and then after I logged off work I just crash in bed for a couple of hours. I’m trying to stay up past 10 tonight, but my awfully comfy bed is making a very strong argument otherwise.

Texting with Madd last night, I told her I want to go whale watching sometime soon. Hopefully we do it before I go off to Berlin.

What is the best way to find the horniest industrial bopping playlists?

Sure things have been uneventful around here. Being an official employee of the Mouse^TM has not been what I expected. I was bracing for the worst from them, but surprisingly everything has been smooth. I got a promotion which involved another couple of pennies per week which won’t affect me financially one way or another. But the best part is having a good boss and being a part of a team that has made me and my team welcome. Funny enough it’s been the Hulu team that has made things difficult for the last month. But things are starting to calm down a bit, and with my new team’s help things are coming to some sort of normal.

My new cats Baptiste and Mercy whom are better known as Bubbas and Mommas basically have full reign of the apartment. They go where they want, and they’ve totally stolen my heart. Bubbas is the more adventurous one and more of the people pleaser while Mommas is more cautious. Both will run and hide under my bed when a stranger comes into the apartment, but Bubbas will emerge first to investigate. My only complaint about them is how messy they are with the litter and how they want to eat everything I eat. But other than that, they are the best mood stabilizers I have.

We’ll see how they deal with my absence coming up on my birthday weekend. I have planned a quick trip to Berlin, so we’ll see if they retaliate by pissing all over my furniture. I still remember how Kiko would get so mad at me for leaving for a weekend she would piss on my bed everyday for a week while I was at work.