Song of the Day: June 14th, 2023 (bonus passenger puke story)

Song: Lafayette 
Artist: Orville Peck
Album: Bronco ​(2022)

For just the third time this June (nobody cares, but I feel super guilty when I let life keep me away from the keys), today's Pride Month artist is Orville Peck. I've been a fan for a minute. I saw him live in September 2021 and am delighted that his music exists.

It's a major bummer that this video has so few plays on Youtube...wake up, people, get with the program!! Orville Peck is incredible, sporting one of the most powerful voices I've ever heard. He's one of the few artists still tied to my country. He's got that twang and Christmas Story Leg Lamp Shade Swag.

As for the lack of blog action this month... I don't like it one bit. Ya boi has just had a lot going on. Unfortunately, this time of year is my busy season with ubin, and I'm only gonna get busier. I haven't told too many people yet (unless you saw my tweet), but someone fucking threw up in my car Saturday night. Consider this a low key Ubah Chronicle. It's only the second time that's ever happened. Luckily it wasn't too bad; pretty easy mess to clean (even though I still almost puked because my stomach is weaker than Ron DeSantis' handshake), but since I was rushing to salvage the rest of my shift (said puking happened around 1 am) I wiped everything down with some Clorox wipes and drove over the bridge with every window down to air the 'scape out. 

It was fucking so shitty, dude. Especially since Ub** didn't pay me a cleaning fee since I took shitty pictures of the mess while trying to rapidly clean my car and get it suitable for more passengers during the prime hour.

The guilty passenger was a solo female heading to Jamestown from Newport, anywhere from 21-26. When we were on the bridge, she started automatically rolling down her window, and I was about to give my whole "please keep the windows up on the bridge spiel (I fucking HATE that sound)."  

Instinctively, I looked into my rearview mirror and saw she was about to yak. Thankfully, we were still on the straight-away part of the bridge, and no other cars were on the road. I slowed down, put on my flashers and let this chick do her thing. Then as a once-high as 4.99 rated driver, I offered her some gum and told her hand sanitizer was in the passenger seat pocket. We chatted for maybe 90 seconds, and I obvi made her laugh. I gave her my puke message and was like it's cool, just let me know, and I'll pull over. Don't try to be a hero. 

So I'm getting off the bridge, I go through the EZ Pass toll and take the Jamestown exit to head into town. If you've ever driven on this street, you know it's typical a Rhode Island cheese grater street, so I try to joke about how this prob won't help her, but I never got the chance because she's puking again. This time I wasn't so lucky. Most of the damage landed in her lap, but the seatbelt took a solid sliming. 

At this point, any good vibes I had resurrected into the situation by offering gum and being a hashtag good guy went out the window (unlike her second yaking). I was fucking heating. Like, are you kidding me? I have changed and try not to use the word bitch to describe women, but bitch are you fucking serious??? I literally just asked you to lmk if you're gonna puke again and you go around and defy my request like 94% of the students I once taught??? FUCK You!!! 1 star. 

It's currently 2:53 am. I'm getting a head start on things by getting the SOD out of the way so I can hit the ground running and blog about some great news out of the Ocean State. It felt good to get behind the keys and GO. Grammarly's gonna be working overtime on this one (64 score upon first pasting)!  I'm looking up at that monster paragraph that'll likely get chopped up in the post like Dahmer victim and see at least eight red lines.

P.S.

TLC fucking killed it Sunday night. Shaggy was a glorified hype man. En Vogue played "My Lovin' (You're Never Gonna Get It)" AS we walked into Xfinity. I was fucking CRUSHED as I heard faint never gonna get its just out of an enjoyable range. If I power-ranked the songs from every artist on the ticket I was most looking forward to hearing...it's in my top 3. It goes "Unpretty," "No Scrubs," then "My Lovin'(You're Never Gonna Get It)." 

I'm playing the song as I write this P.S., and honestly, I'm getting bumming me out. IDK if I'll ever get another chance to see En Vogue. This was my chance, and if we just went in like five minutes earlier, I wouldn't have missed it. FUCK.