Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 31, 2025
Little bricks build a big house. And little problems build a strong case for losing your mind, burning your life down, and ending up speaking tongues to yourself on Lower Wacker.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of Augsust 23, 2025
Doesn’t matter how cool your tattoos are. If you have a man purse, you’re not the man who runs into the fire to save your kids. You’re the man who watches his kids burn to death then blames the underfunded, but over lauded fire department.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 17, 2025
Belief is a sledgehammer. Human interaction is a scalpel.
Love and Marriage and… Blood?
We crawled into bed, which creaked and popped like Oscar the Grouch’s metal trashcan with every single move we made. And that’s where we tried to understand what he meant when he said, “Please no bleeding on the bed sheets. It can be very expensive for you because with all the blood, we have to throw them away. But, hey, I get it. I’m married, too.”
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 10, 2025
The sign of real, true love is that it is resistant to the hardships and bullshit we create for ourselves.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 3, 2025
The most fortunate people in the world are those who are divorced without kids.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 27, 2025
When defaulting to victim status and celebrating your self-imposed victimhood falls out of fashion, there are going to be a lot of people wandering around without personalities.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 20, 2025
What did bugs do for fun before the invention of the light bulb?
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 13, 2025
The reward is always greater when it’s celebrated in a puddle of your blood, sweat, and tears.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 6, 2025
Mattel has released a new Barbie doll with type 1 diabetes and comes with her own glucose monitor. The next doll to be released is Meningioma Barbie. She comes with insurance, but her insurance doesn’t cover her treatment. Being released simultaneously is a Luigi Mangione doll.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of June 29, 2025
The sign of a good relationship is a sore, slightly bruised pubic bone. (Heh, heh… bone…)
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of June 22, 2025
I feel bad for the Clown Community. Talk about a marginalized group. When you do an emoji search for “funny,” the clown does not appear in the results.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of June 8, 2025
There is no love stronger than the love a young son has for his father when the boy wants to stay up late.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of June 1, 2025
Priorities are terrible at taking turns.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 25, 2025
Just because life’s happenings don’t fit into your presumed narrative, doesn’t mean you should villainize people. Life doesn’t care about your narrative. Heed the advice a therapist once told me: “Stop scripting the future. You cannot control everyone or everything, only yourself.”
On Turning 46 | Removing Gravity
Things had been heavy. The weight of failure, the weight of doubt, the weight of responsibility, the weight of disappointment, the weight of guilt, the weight of anger, the weight of annoyance. The weight of the blankets I tried to hide under. So much gravity. But this year has been a year of removing that gravity. I welcome this forty-sixth birthday with open arms and the bearable weight of still being alive and what I’ve managed to learn in the last three hundred and sixty-five days.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 18, 2025
When that India-Pakistan war began, Americans were pretty quiet. No flags, no protests like we had with the Ukraine-Russia war. Why? It can’t be for a lack of Americans being affected by it. There are ~680,000 Pakistani-Americans and ~4.8 million Indian-Americans living in the United States. A greater chunk of the population than the ~1 million Ukranian-Americans living here. So, why no fuss? The only explanation is American Racism. Americans don’t like Indians or Pakistanis. Simple as that.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 11, 2025
Sacred cows are just meat yet to be slaughtered.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 4, 2025
I wonder how long it’ll take this Southside Chicago Catholic pope to sell of the Vatican’s parking meters.
A Non-denominational Jew Weighs in on the Conclave and Catholic Leadership
Fr. Fred came off more as a hippie than a priest. He wore the collar, but other than that, you never would have guessed he was a man of the cloth. He was a small man, cute, even. His office was adorned with macramé plant holders and beanbag chairs and quilts. It felt like a new-age birthing center without the feminists.
...that, as we age, good footwear is more important than a girlfriend.