What I've Got They Used to Call the Blues

Man, it’s been a rough one today. I haven’t felt down in the dumps for a bit. But this morning into the afternoon has been a struggle. I sometimes find myself feeling shitty because the world seems so hateful. It’s not easy to feel a lot of happiness and joy when people seem bent on harming others.Talking to you, Donald Dick-Smack. Fuck you for wanting to starve the people you serve.But I’m going to turn this around. I thought of a few things to help snap me out of this. I’m gonna run to Kohl’s to shop for a few new T-shirts. That’s a simple thing I enjoy, and I haven’t done it for a while now. I’ll get some treats for Mooch on the way home, too.And I’m going to host a Substack Live tonight on the fly. Just you, me, and hopefully, a few hundred of our closest friends. I’ll bring Mooch and a glass of Cabernet, plus some humor. Who’s down for that on a Saturday Night?You can’t keep a Mouthy man down for long. I appreciate you lending me your ears on this one. It’s always valued and appreciated. Hope to see you at 7 PM EST!If you enjoy my daily podcast episodes, I’d love to have your support. It’s less than $5 monthly to support independent journalism, and I’d be honored to have you join our Mouthy Militia! Get full access to You Have the Right to Remain Mouthy at themouthyrenegadewriter.substack.com/subscribe