Fucking Brick

Well, that Nots shirt that I got the other night, realized yesterday that I fucking left it at the Young Avenue Deli after the show. So I went by there to see if it was hanging on in some capacity but nope. After that I went to the Bernie meeting. Website's just about ready and everyone seemed to like it. Later in the evening I was talking with Mike about setting up a Bands for Bernie show. We're starting to work on making that happen so that would be awesome if it does. Today at work my phone bricked. Hoped plugging it in when I got home might do something, but nope. I'll gonna look some more to see if there's anything at all I can do about it. Pretty shitty. Oh, one bright thing I realized I neglected to mention last week. Last weekend (not the one that was happening yesterday) we had a coupon in the mail for a free thing of nuggets from Chik-Fil-A. So Mary Beth and I made use of it in the only type of exchange we'd enter with that shitty fucking corporation: one in which it unquestionably lost something. So I went in (amdist the throngs of shitty and/or unthinking people/consumers) and gave them the coupon and got the nuggets without paying them a dime. It's the small things...