Dazed and Confused

PETER GRAVES NEEDS TO CUT THE SHIT OUT.

Last night, I was finishing some work, when Chris Fucking Matthews came on the tv in the other room and spits out "When I come back, I tell you what President Obama should say about the Gulf".

well, fuck my dog, but there's no need for me to listen or watch that. So I made myself a kooba zombre and headed out to the deck, where Lucy, the Orange, Leaky Ass Dog was stinking up the yard with river-smell and trying to dry out.

After YZ and I both taught each other the importance of KEEPING A FRICKING EYE ON THE FRICKING CHESS BOARD, I came back in and Missus Zombie was watching a special on Mama Cass, interesting enough that I camped out before heading to bed.

And after that was Jimi Hendrix.

And then Led Zeppelin.

So fuck you, Biography channel. Lucky for you that the next one was Janis Joplin and not Foghat, or I would probably still be up. MST 3K was way too polite toward Peter Graves.

So, that's why I've been listening to Zeppelin all day, and there's no Friday Musical Spew. It's Peter Graves' fault.

EDIT.  Further posting by zombie on this subject here.  Scroll down to #25.