Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 9, 2023
• How in the hell does my computer screen get so dirty? And what is all that gunk on it? It’s like one of the shoemaker’s elves snuck in and blew their brains out all over my screen.
• When having a conversation around socio-economic-political things, you don’t have to give historical context with every opinion you offer. It’s a conversation, not a lecture. And as a general rule of common decency, when having a conversation, don’t lecture, it makes you sound like an asshole and we won’t want to talk with you anymore.
• Saw a real cute, young, punky barista at the local coffee shop I sometimes stop at on the way to my morning train. Was thinking, “She’s cute. I should come in more and develop a harmless little daily flirtation with her.” Then I saw the hair under her armpits and my libido bit into the cyanide capsule it keeps in a false tooth while my balls smothered my dick to death before withering and falling away from my body like rotten grapes.
• On the above point… Fatuous flirtations are allowed and should remain harmless, meaningless, and nothing more than playful human interaction with a familiar stranger. Like your morning coffee or workout, it should give you a little boost of confidence and energy for the day.
• When your basement floods twice in nine months because the third largest city in the U.S. can’t drain rainwater fast enough, every cloud in the sky becomes a panic attack.
• I’m all in favor of supply and demand, but fuck big pop stars like Taylor Swift, Beyoncé, Bruce Springsteen, et. al. for turning their concerts into a 1 percenter lawn party. At this point, you can afford to make your concerts just a little more accessible.
