in defense of fucking off
geezer cinema: knives out (rian johnson, 2019)

music friday: stones in my passway

Kidney stones are disruptive. Once you've had one, you never forget it, and you spend much of your subsequent life in fear that another stone is on the way. As awful as they feel, you'd think you always knew when one had arrived, but that's not precisely true. For the last several days, I've been laid up with what feels like a kidney stone. But a kidney stone isn't something you confuse with something else ... when you go into emergency and they ask you how bad the pain is on a scale of 1 to 10, the answer is always "10". So I've been in the candy-ass 2-6 zone, which means it's probably not a kidney stone, but I worry nonetheless, and I've been useless all week long as a result.

So here's a Music Friday quickie, to make up for my absence the last few days.