I Believe... [Small Town Tenacity]
...that there are few things in society as pernicious and unrelenting as a tiny rural town in pursuit of a traffic fine. If the IRS had these hayseeds in charge of cracking down on corporations and billionaires, there would be no American debt crisis.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of February 19, 2023
My wife wants me to be more assertive in bed. So, I’ve started pushing her over while she’s asleep to claim my fair share of the bed.
AI Generated Minutes
God is dead.
Revision for Comfort? Safety? What the Fuck?
I'd hazard a guess that when, in lockstep with a specific worldview, an industry adopts the practices of an authoritarian regime it might signal some alarm klaxons.
I Believe... [Potter Litmus]
...that the new marker of whether or not I want to engage with someone is the answer to the question “So, what do you think of JK Rowling?”
My Cake is the True Cake Demands the Fanatic
It's a trick, like magic, that forces reevaluation of language, both what it means and how we use it. Given that most of us use language as a blunt instrument, it is an especially dangerous trick in the hands of yellow journalism, philosophers, and those seeking to influence the body politic.
Wisdom of the Creatives | From the Archives
Long perched upon my living room table is a book gifted to me by an old friend called The War of Art, a play on Sun Tzu’s Art of War—only geared toward the creative process. Glancing through it once again this New Year's Eve, putting it down I resolved to seek more inspiration in my life, which in turn makes me more creative in my own life.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of February 12, 2023
The sign of a good Chicago neighborhood is not the property value or the level of crime, but whether neighbors shovel more than just the sidewalk in front of their house.
Killer
Connor smiled…. “Ye made a mistake, lad. A dire one, I’m afraid. Ye ran into a fella like me. Too bad for you.
“We have police business with this young man. Unfortunately, we’re going to have to ask you to leave.”
Scientists Confirm Assholes Go Out Of Their Way To Make Your Life Miserable
Whether being cut off in traffic or denied trans healthcare by a state governor, scientists have concluded that, yes, indeed, assholes will go out of their way to make sure your life is miserable.
I Believe… [Age is the Number of Pounds Your Back Can Sustain]
..that, while personally moving all my stuff to a seventh floor apartment by myself makes my dude brain feel all badass, my back would like to register an official complaint to HR.
“I Didn’t Marry a Prostitute…” The Perfect Anti-Valentine
On Valentine’s Day I’m launching my latest Literate Ape Press venture “I Didn’t Marry a Prostitute: A Sordid Tale of Deceit, Disillusionment, and Divorce” available through Amazon.
Let Them Eat Really Expensive Popcorn (and maybe some cake)
I’d pay an extra buck if the movie started on time without Noovie or ads. I like the previews but not ten minutes of them.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of February 5, 2023
Florida is America’s limp penis, and it is in dire need of receiving a botched circumcision.
Donating My Body to Science
Just leave it outside the door. - Science
Please Harass Me (If This is What Harassment Looks Like)
I'm less certain the new-ish protocol is more respectful but it is definitely more careful and maybe that's enough. I've never really understood the catcalling type of guy but I'm not Italian.
I Believe... [Adopting the Sexual Habits of Your Pets]
...that ‘sex positive’ is just another way of excusing your neighbor’s chihuahua when he humps your leg incessantly.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of January 29, 2023
Made a Target run on Saturday with my pre-schooler blasting Lizzo on Spotify during the drive. I’m a great mom.
Fifty-Seven Years and Still On My Feet
If you nearly drown wading in the ocean, is it better to learn to simply avoid the ocean in the future or learn to swim?
Police Commemorate Black History Month by Turning Off Body Cams
It shows we care about black people and their black feelings.
How do you want to be defined? By one action? By some opinion that could evolve? By a mistake, regrettable only with hindsight? Or by the sum of your parts? Okay, do that for other people. Start the trend.