Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of October 17, 2021
An unfinished manuscript can haunt you like a ghost. An unpublished book can devour your brain like a hungry zombie.
I Was a Teenage Space Billionaire
I built a city in the desert.
Lithium and plastic and dry cellulose.
Autonomous flying cars.
Drone-delivered impossible everything,
Nourishing our body-positive bodies.
Streaming, bingeable Obama-produced documentaries
In every remote classroom.
There was even a monorail.
Bog Bodies
In ancient times, people were sacrificed to the bog. Now, the souls trapped within bog demand more sacrifices. And if they don’t get them, they will rise, and they will find souls themselves.
Bringing a Smartphone to a Gunfight
The most prolific of the Twitter Warriors comprise less than 3% of the population who, in turn, drive the most noise about issues.
I Believe... [Channeling The West Wing]
...that WH Press Secretary Jen Psaki is West Wing good....that WH Press Secretary Jen Psaki is West Wing good.
Finding the 'Bad Apples' Just Got Easier
The question in this suggestion is, if it is a number of 'bad apples' spoiling the barrel, how do we identify them before they cause homicidal harm?
Looks like the pandemic has exposed them.
Commitment
The next part I'm not really sure of. I don't know if she was trying to drug me...or if one of the local neck beards was trying to drug her.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of October 10, 2021
Has there ever been a king named Simon? Because that seems like a good name for a king since everyone must do what Simon says.
Swimming in Bullshit Without a Floatie
Brandolini’s Law (a.k.a. the Bullshit Asymmetry Principle) which states that: “The amount of energy needed to refute bullshit is an order of magnitude bigger than to produce it.”
The Chappelle Watershed Moment
How Netflix handles the backlash to The Closer will determine the continued power of the shrieking micro-minority.
The Good Days - A Diary of Two Octobers
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Light inscense and start a book. When he came home it was time for lip gloss and the first in a string of a thousand “I love yous.”
I Believe... [Sadism is Not a Virtue]
…that our pleasure in the pain of others—even those we deem deserve the pain—while common and instinctual, is really not a quality of which we should be proud. Sadism makes us all a bit less.
How ‘The Silence of the Lambs’ Revolutionized Horror Films
But why was The Silence of the Lambs so good? And how did it push the envelope for horror films?
I Like to Watch | 15 Minutes of Shame (HBOMax)
This is a genuine documentary, absent much of the one-sided propaganda so joyously celebrated in our culturally divided pre-Civil War stance.
Boner
When the pandemic hit, the world crashed. Lockdowns, quarantines, masks. Stay-at-home orders. It was nuts. It affected everyone's business, their mental health, and, most important, Ted's dick.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of October 3, 2021
I’m not one to introduce holidays too early. Like, keep Halloween in October, thanksgiving in November, etc. but if the threat of texting Santa gets my kid to brush his teeth and get to bed without a fuss at any point in the year, I’m all for talking Christmas in March.
Our Rural Road
Usually, it was minor things at the mouth of the road. Collisions into the guardrail that mussed up a front fender and little else. The loud squeak of breaks and the cloud of white steam from burnt tire rubber and then maybe voices in dissent. Never the need for an ambulance.
Purging Distraction for the Good of Society
Let's face it. Zuckerberg started Facebook as a skeevy fucker who wanted to punish women who wouldn't give him the time of day by providing other skeevy fuckers the opportunity to rate the women online.
Ten Shocking Revelations from Stephanie Grisham’s Book!
I like horses.
Why Keep Giving Facebook My Business?
I don’t know if I’ll leave it. But it’s been on my mind for a while now. Maybe I won’t go cold turkey, maybe I’ll start by deleting the app from my phone. Or maybe it’s best to pack up all my shit and walk right out. That’s the advice I’d give to someone else in an abusive relationship.
If you find yourself quoting Gordon Gekko like he’s a life coach, go outside, hug a tree, and punch yourself in the throat.