I Believe... [The MCU is NOT a Rorschach]
...that assigning cultural importance to She-Hulk: Attorney at Law is ridiculous. It’s a television show about a fictional character based on a comic book. Reading heavy feminist agenda into it is like trying to find white supremacy in the requirement to be on time at work.
Face the Music
Instead, I find myself more concerned with my place in all of it, attempting to situate my past, present, and future comfortably into a sequence that doesn’t make me feel any worry, regret, anxiousness, or fear.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 21, 2022
Pre-schoolers are a lot like chimps. They’re extra adorable when you dress them up like grown adults.
I Had My Vision Quest in a One Bedroom Apartment
I can't confess to having any in-depth answers to any of it but I can confide that the walkabout within the confines of this one bedroom has certainly provided some insight. One might call it spiritual power. Others might label it self reflective therapy. What the hell do I know?
[From the Archives] Changing Up the Routine: Acknowledging the Inevitable Tsunami
It takes 33 pounds of pressure and five minutes to strangle the life out of a grown human. It takes far less to strangle their aspirations of meaning and even less to simply boot-grind the breath out of their dreams for more than trading life for money for security.
The Coming Downfall of Pocket Technology and the Saving of Humanity
We are addicted. We are exactly where they want us.
I Believe... [Tantrum Protocol]
...that yelling over someone because you either want to make your point or because you want to shout down someone else trying to make a point is the behavior of the kind of kid I want to beat in public.
The Rise and Fall of Boutique Causes
"You can get a pair of slippers or you can carpet the world."
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 14, 2022
The older kid is heading off to pre-k in Chicago Public Schools next week. So here we are… I’m handing off my child to one of the most dysfunctional government organizations in our dumb nation. I can’t help but feel like a terrible parent.
Muscling Past the Pain to Get to the Other Side
Muscling through the pain has a price. The pain finds a way to express itself like the dinosaurs in Jurassic Park find a way to terrorize Jeff Goldblum.
The GOP Goes Nuclear Family
The father will only leave his family for a younger bride if the current wife becomes terminally ill or old.
A Green Bottle Fly Takes Stock of His Life
This yard is fantastic. There’s never a shortage of poo. Piles of poo everywhere. Look! There’s one! And another over there! And another! Oh, boy, how long has this one been here? Poo doesn’t go rotten does it? Nah, of course not!
Meet Me, The Narcissist
According to the Webster’s definition, I don’t think I’m a narcissist. I’m full of more self-loathing and honesty than I am any exaggerations of my self-importance. I mean, I want to be important. Of course, I want to matter to people and the world. I wouldn’t be opposed to breaking the internet with news of my demise, should that day come. But I don’t think I have an excessive admiration or infatuation with myself. I do think I have value and talent and other things that make prevent me from being a total waste of flesh and drain on society, but those feelings are tempered. But I do hold grudges and I wanted to dig a little deeper into this
And here’s where I’ve landed. I’m a hypocrite.
I Believe... [Tug of War]
...that progress is not a sprint. It isn’t a marathon. It’s a tug of war and it is gained in inches.
Solitary Vacation: What I've Learned About Myself (Or the Virtues of Self-hatred)
My behavior while alone is beyond concerning. I have discovered that, when not pressured by some authority figure, I have a tendency to dwell in a state of almost unacceptable laziness.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 7, 2022
My backyard is home to very depressed worms. I keep finding sun-dried worm corpses on my walkway. And not even after a hard rain—as they might be flooded to the topsoil. It’s like they just have had enough of being a worm living underground and wriggle to the surface for that long-elusive moment of warmth before being cooked to death.
The Archeology of a Life
"It is only with greatest care that memory can be kept from becoming a prison or a gallows." — The Orville
The Absence of Joy and Resilience
When your joy comes from joining the beatdown of another human being, it's a dirty kind of glee. If the pain of others gets you off, you're a bully and a stain on the rest of us. If you live by that particular sword, you'll die by the same sword. You suffer from an absence of joy and resilience.
I Believe... [Who I Am]
...that I’m the Christopher Columbus of dairy—I discover bricks of cheese, claim them as my own, subjugate the slices, and conquer them.
Lilacs And Eucalyptus - A Poem
Climbing into the new
years on the far side of
The numbering millennia
now feels all
tears-verses-orgasms.
Monte imagined approaching the counter.
“Hello, I hear Morgan Freeman narrating my life.”