Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of November 4, 2018
• Coffee shops, when the guy with the slight hearing loss wearing noise-canceling headphones playing Led Zeppelin at almost full throttle can still hear the crappy Fleetwood Mac covers you’re pumping through your house speakers, you’re music is too loud. Also, how dare you insult Fleetwood Mac this way?
• Seeing finally getting to see Jawbreaker with two of my best pals and my wife on the weekend one of those pals turned 40 is one of my greatest experiences.
• Most days, my kid is happier to see his black nanny than his white father and mother. Racism is taught. It’s unscientific and unscientific things are usually really, really stupid.
• It might not have been the best idea to write an essay in hour 25 of being awake with a body full of generic Adderall, bitter coffee and pressure to publish a book.
• It’s troublesome that Ted Cruz was reelected, especially when you consider that we’re nearing the 65th anniversary of his dad killing JFK.
• I can’t think of more than three or four times when my parents embarrassed me. Of those, none were major infractions. The embarrassment was fleeting at best. I’m sure I’ll embarrass my son at some point. My goal is to not do anything that he’ll be ashamed of. You know, the way Sarah Huckabee Sanders’ kids will likely be ashamed of their mother. At least, I hope they will be. If they’re not then she’ll have done a great job of raising sociopaths.
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