SXSW 25 is a wrap, and I had a decent time, despite things. This year, my buddy Doug was up for south-by shenanigans, so we had a text chat going to say when we’re downtown, what we’re seeing, where we can meet up, etcetera. For once, both of us were in good health and high …
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Shock-Blocked
I just found out tonight that, for the first time in my internet life, I’ve been #blocked. I’ve been missing the voice of a #Mastodon friend for a while, and assumed she had jumped completely over to #Bluesky. Haven’t been seeing her posts. After subbing to her blog, which she just restarted, I got confirmation …
Crunch Pockets
Remembering the time I went to Waffle House and ordered a waffle, and upon getting the waffle, sending it back because it was too soft and not crunchy enough, asking them to make another one. I said directly to the face of the waiter — who works at the place that fucking specializes in goddamn …
Hockey Stick
Me at 20: “If I don’t figure out what it means to be a man, I will die alone.” Me at 30: “If I don’t figure out what it means to be a man, I will die alone.” Me at 40: “If I don’t figure out what it means to be a man, I will …
Spiel Zwei! Krieg!
Like ein Dumkopf I signed up for Deutsch II at the last minute. First class was last week. I don’t know why I’m doing this. The game of it, maybe? Self abuse? Some stupid dream of traveling to Deutschophone countries and sweet-talking everyone I meet? I don’t get it. I took the first course last …