fuck, it's windy and cold today. supposed to get down to 38 tonight. fuck, i guess the furnace gets blasting again tonight.
i did make it out to Menards today, much later than i wanted to. mom had like 3 appointments in a row here at the house. i think they finally realized her blood pressure medication wasn't working. i didn't get to shower until they were all done. i was able to find a few things there i needed, especially for the birds.
the poet for this day of National Poetry Month is Bogdan Dragos.
AEW was really good last night.
The Masked Singer was crazy once again last night.
Snowfall was fucking great last night. next week is the season finale.
enjoy some music: