Hello, Surf Reporters! I'm currently listening to 'Candy-O' by The Cars. It's their second album, and I have a fondness for their first three. After they became MTV darlings I was less-interested, but the first three records continue to bring me happiness in my dotage. I saw them once, in 1979, and share some random memories of that night in this week's Patreon episode. Man, was I young and dumbass back then! At least half of that has changed.
Toney leaves for Myrtle Beach on Sunday, and I took Monday and Tuesday off. It was her idea, and it was a good one. "The house is going to be quiet,"
she reminded me. And she's right! The boys won't be around much... she won't be working upstairs... Sold! Maybe I can get some things accomplished? We'll see. My track record is spotty, at best.
The younger boy just came home from taking a drug test for a new job. He told me he had to go behind a curtain and pee into a cup. All very standard. But he said they turned on a loud white noise machine to drown out the tell-tale sounds of urination. I'd never heard of such a thing. Is that unusual? Are there now Piss Blocker playlists on Spotify? It feels like there's a lot I don't know at this point.
I need a haircut. The poofiness has taken hold. If I don't do something fast I'm going to go full 1980s Streisand, and I can't have that. If you don't believe me, check out this grainy-ass photo
from high school. Oh, I can accomplish quite the majestic poof with very little effort. This photo was labeled (by my friend Mark) with "perm" in it. That's no perm (I mean, seriously), it's all natural! I have to keep it under control at all times; it's exceedingly high-maintenance.
I hope you guys have yourselves a fine weekend. I'll see you again soon, very soon.
Thanks for being a part of this!