I Believe… [Haircut Reboot]
...that a haircut is a low rent reboot of the self.
The Worst Mother in the World
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 5, 2024
At this point, liberals and Jews who still blindly stand behind Benjamin Netanyahu are as baffling to me as MAGA acolytes.
Is Seinfeld On to Something or Is He Just an Old Man Barking at the Kids in His Yard?
The thing Seinfeld seems to miss is that without those factions telling us all what to say and think, there is no need for the subversive comic.
[Redux] Body Shaming Confession
I have been guilty of body shaming, too.
I Believe… [Old Age]
...that old age as a concept has little to do with the slowing of the body and far more to do with the decay of curiosity.
Anti-War or Anti-Bored?
…most protests are performative cosplay, or mass meet-ups of the angry, the radical, the lonely or the misinformed.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of April 28, 2024
If you ever want to see the Circle of Life play out in real time, head over to the DMV. You’ve got 16-year-old kids getting their first driver’s licenses. So excited, so nervous. With their parents, so proud and terrified. And then you have old folks likely getting their last driver’s licenses. Not excited, not nervous. And without anyone with them because all their friends and family are dead.
The Pristine City Clerk Worker [Revisited]
No one likes having to go to the Office of the Chicago City Clerk. Not even those who get paid for being there. The desk workers on the first floor in the City Clerk’s office are of the same ilk as DMV workers.
The Beggars Who Choose
So, given my time constraints of rebooting my life in the big city, Hinge.
I Believe… [Mullets]
...that a mullet on a man is silly but a mullet on a woman is an aggressive statement of independence and empowerment in the shadow of the patriarchy.
[Reminder] My Ascent to Greatness Will Not Be Compromised by the Likes of You
When I was twenty, I went to work for a captain of industry. A titan really.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of April 21, 2024
The universe will always operate with balance. America will always tip the scales.
[Archived] Highlights from My Love Life
My first high school steady
was a computer geek.
I read sci-fi novels
and corrected his college essay.
We tried bondage and anal.
I'm lucky his interest in me
wasn't confined to the cranial.
[Repost] On Becoming Addicted to Misery and The Quest for Psychological Safety
“I’m being mugged” became “I was just mugged” which transformed into “I survived being mugged” to “Did I ever tell you about the time I was mugged?”
I Believe… [The Flipside of Grit]
...that, if grit and industry is something you respect, you have to hand it to thieves who steal catalytic converters because at least they aren’t sitting on the sidewalk with a cup.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of April 14, 2024
They finally found me. I received a Jury Summons. Was told to bring something to read. Finally, a place where I can confidently read Mein Kampf in public.
I Believe… [Take a Walk]
...that a long walk in a neighborhood you’ve done a million things in is both a reminder of times gone by and a call for something new on old ground.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of April 7, 2024
I remember being so happy when the Oklahoma City bombing happened. Finally, something on the news that wasn’t OJ. I’ve been chasing that high ever since.
Searching for Harry Callahan
Donald Trump is the 21st Century version of Harry Callahan—borderline racist, brutal in tactics, rogue against the system, sarcastic, and a direct response to a counterculture/pop culture shift that leaves generations in flux.
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.