Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of April 20, 2025
Between the Blue Origin Failure of Feminism and JD Vance killing Pope Francis, I have not loved the internet this much since 1997 when I learned I could use it to find photos of a topless Cameron Diaz.
A Family Business the Murdochs and the Partridges Could Only Dream of
Since my brothers and I no longer fight on a weekly basis like bony Gallagher Brothers, and we’ve moved past our Mommy and Daddy Issues, I’m at a point where I think the Himmels should once again, come together and strike out on our own. The parts and people are already in place.
We’ll call it Himmel Family Planning. “The family built to help you build your family!” We have an expert to help facilitate and elevate every stage of the family lifecycle.
I Believe… [The Future Doesn’t Love You]
...that both hope and fear are just emotional hallucinations projected on a reality that doesn’t care. The future is a rabid dog. It doesn’t love you. It doesn’t hate you. It just bites.
The Futility of Relitigating the Past: Embracing Forward Momentum
The goal is to build upon past foundations, not to dwell within them.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of April 13, 2025
Caryn is a much different person than Karen.
I Believe… [Leave the Past Where It Is]
...that religating the past is a Sisyphean task that distracts from the imperative of progress.
Gold-Plated Failure: Why Chasing Money Isn’t the Same as Succeeding at Life
If you find yourself quoting Gordon Gekko like he’s a life coach, go outside, hug a tree, and punch yourself in the throat.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of April 6, 2025
I had a boy dog who peed like a girl dog. I now have a girl dog who pees like a boy dog. Gender is fluid. Just like pee.
To Be or Not to Be a Mother—Elizabeth Goes to the Theater
Two plays—one looking to the past, and the other to the future—descry the plights of former and potential mothers, respectively.
I Believe… [Excusing Evil]
...that the trend to create justification back stories for villainous characters is directly connected to our need to rationalize our own shitty behavior.
The Soul-Sucking Curse of Too Much Empathy
You’re not helping anyone—you’re just bleeding empathy in every direction like a sprinkler system built in hell.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of March 30, 2025
Truly unique people are rarely celebrated until after they’ve died and can no longer disrupt the careful choreography of coolness.
I Believe… [Too Little Butter]
...that empathy is a limited and local resource. Expanding one’s desire to empathize with an increasing number of people spreads it thin like too little butter on too much bread.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of March 23, 2025
Emotions are the greatest challenge we face as a people. Sociopaths have it easy.
Hiding Behind Alf: Masks, Work, and the Death of the Real Self
You are not your real self at work—you’re a character version of yourself with all the edges sanded down.
Deep Exhaustion
I Believe… [Balancing Anxiety & Grit]
...that anxiety and grit are like two characters in a dark comedy—each one flawed, but when they work together, they can create something powerful.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of March 16, 2025
The descent to hell is easy when the road is paved with alcoholic tolerance.
We’re All a Bit Body Dysmorphic, Aren’t We?
body dysmorphia isn’t about what you look like. It’s about what you think you look like.
I Believe… [Nudist Freedom]
...that being naked in your home is liberating and suddenly makes you feel better about your body.
Between the Blue Origin Failure of Feminism and JD Vance killing Pope Francis, I have not loved the internet this much since 1997 when I learned I could use it to find photos of a topless Cameron Diaz.