m6 in idea barrages

Shittin’ in the mornin’ sun / I’ll be shittin’ when the evenin’ comes / Watching the shits roll in / Then I watch ‘em roll away again, yeah / I’m shittin’ on the dock of the bay / Watchin’ them all flush away, ooh / I’m just sittin’ on the dock of the bay / Wastin’ time

A documentary about Blue Oyster Cult fans called “Reaper Madness”.

This mash-up of the “Takin’ Care of Turtle Tots” toy jingle and the beginning of AQUALUNG is one of those things that only happens in my head, I guess.

You could only sing a song like that about those country roads if you had never been there / and you could only sing about the folks of Allentown so bold if you had zero friends there

Now the brain is mashing up FORTUNATE SON and BULL IN THE HEATHER.

Good junk shop design is having the Garfield mugs lousy with lead shield the customers from the uranium glass.

More like MEMEBOAT WILLIE now, AMIRITE?

Weather reports are basically thirst-posting for a snowstorm at this point, after having nary a dusting by Orthodox Christmas. They are in full last-call-hook-up press here. They are ripping the shirt of weather reporting in hopes just a little more skin will do something.