Have I Lost My Mind or Has Age Finally Taken Over?
It's an inevitability. Get two or more men of a certain age—say between 45 and 60 years old—and they will find their conversational way into complaints about getting older.
From the obvious How Is It That I Can No longer Eat as Many Carbs to the I Hurt My Back Sitting in a Fucking Chair Yesterday it is the point in life when the slow decay of the body comes as a bit of a surprise.
I CAN’T HEAR YOU WE’RE BREAKING UP!
I was leaving a decent relationship with really bad internet for a bad relationship with really decent internet.
When Activism and Progressive Ideas Become Little More Than Fashion
Activism is getting fashionable rather than effective.
The Old Lady's Warning
She’s knocking.
I Believe... [Wear That Dress, Girl!]
...that few things scream effective activism than attending an event costing $30,000 a ticket wearing a dress that cost $45,000 with an anti-capitalist message stitched into it. Like going to a Raiders game with a hat that says “Concussions and Wife Beating are Bad” or a fundraiser for the Catholic Church in an alter boy costume.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of September 12, 2021
I like to think that when our society crumbles and future humans or alien scavengers dig our civilization out of the dirt, they’ll look at the Met Gala and laugh at our absurd level of indulgence the way we look and laugh at ancient Rome.
One Act by a Dead Man
Amy: I’m sorry if I sent mixed signals, but I’m not attracted to you. You’re wasting your time and your feelings.
Peter: Feeling things isn’t a waste. Why must you continually divert all power to shields?
Amy: I’ve been hurt, so I protect myself. Isn’t that my right? The psychic in New York told me that I’ve probably been abused in several past lives, not just in this one…
Peter: I thought the psychic in Bucharest told you that?
I Believe... [Solid Marital Numbers]
...that when seven years of marriage feels like seven weeks of of unrelenting awesomeness, the third time was definitely charmed.
Innocence Ends in Avondale - A Chicago Story
That’s it. That word, it pulls up like a tub stopper in her, letting all the old dirty waters drain out. It upsets her deep in her gut where she buries her heart. The Elston house feels disgusting, suddenly, as if she’s been swallowed by a beast. Doomed to dwell in a place where “utopia” is the exact furthest thing from reality.
I Like to Watch | Worth (Netflix)
I'll confess. I've never shed a single tear over the attacks on September 11, 2001.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | 5 Years Married Edition
Take nothing personal. Your spouse loves you more than most other people in the world. Be comfortable with that. They also hate you more than most people in the world. Be comfortable with that, too.
We Killed Jason Todd
In 1988 my friends and I killed a kid.
He was just a boy really. We had help it wasn’t just me and my pals. there were adults involved, lots of them. I mean we were young we were just thirteen and really couldn’t comprehend the ramification of our actions, the adults knew what they were doing. I’m painting it to sound way more sinister than it was, and in today’s society, wouldn’t trend on Twitter but maybe in the ’80s, it was probably considered quite ominous.
I Like to Watch | Shang-Chi and The Legend of the Ten Rings
Shang-Chi and The Legend of the Ten Rings is certainly not the first movie with an Asian cast or even an Asian lead. It is the first of the MCU to do this and given Marvel's extraordinary run and global dominance, this cannot be ignored.
The Clincher
At first the team was just a bunch of burnt-out baseball guys looking for a reason to get out of the house. Then it got serious. The trophies, the fights, the bets. Sixteen-inch no-mitt softball became an obsession. Nothing got in the way. That’s how it went when guys had too much of what they didn’t want in life.
I Believe... [Missing the Cold War]
...that I long for the days of the Cold War when our enemies were Soviets instead of each other and we thought hiding under our desks could save us from nuclear war.
Fair is Fair
"Father?"
The old man sitting on the bench was eating pistachio nuts and carefully placing the shells in a ball cap to his left. He looked Jack's way.
"Ah! Jack. Not any more. Not in long time."
Ghost Women In Another Vegas - A Poem
This is better than the last testament to her will, which has been reduced to a manuscript hidden in a rare and rusting trunk. Frothing and varnished, it waits.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 29, 2021
Cancel culture will fail us all. It’s an overcorrection to answer for the previous culture that failed us all.
Take a Peek Out of Your Comfortable Skinner Box Once in a While
Skinner Boxes are the avatars of immediate gratification and unearned treats.
What You Don't Know about the Texas Abortion Ban!
Mandates “abstinence” as the Official State Birth Control and declares pregnancy to be an “act of God” along with hurricanes, blizzards, power grid failures, and mass shootings.
The first chapter of an in-progress novel.
“The voice began on a Tuesday morning while Monte Walsh was standing in his kitchen, holding an unopened package of bacon over the garbage can.”