THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE

And so another year ends and I draw closer to my dream of prowling the ruins of our fallen civilization to hunt down the monsters who did this to us.

Is he dead yet?

Or it's a grand conspiracy 😏

Been getting lots of correspondence (on paper!) from the law firm handling the Anthropic settlement and it’s been like having a second, secret Christmas wrapped up in the first. Very much looking forward to taking Anthropic’s money. Might spend it on some paper books.

Just read this in Men’s Health magazine and I have never felt more seen: ‘In my experience, lazy people don’t get insomnia. If [a lazy person’s] sleep goes a bit wrong, they’re like, “What can I do about it? Nothing.” And then it resolves itself.’

Doing a Rob Reiner retrospective for Christmas. Started with Spinal Tap, a great movie, very funny, but it reminded me of how much of rock ‘n’ roll was really terrible

Bringing back Limewire to illegally rip copies of reporting suppressed by the government is definitely some cyberpunk shit

There’s a reason Santa’s so fucking jolly

You know, it’s possible the Trump Class battleship will deter Chinese adventurism because no PLAN admiral wants to risk the loss of face involved in soiling his dress whites while laughing so hard at these fucking things during an engagement that he loses control of his bladder.

If you’re booing someone at funeral, you should probably take a look at yourself

I had to cut and cut again to remove Bad JB from the final copy

I’d been holding off updating my iPhone OS because all my favorite Apple podcast bros hate Liquid Glass with the power of a thousand suns. But I updated yesterday and I don’t mind it at all.

This is why Lee is my favorite. Also, he’s inspired me to write another one next year

Meanwhile back at the legacy content farm… NYT: “In combative speech Trump tries to deflect blame for economic worries.” It’s like they’ve forgotten how to write down what’s happening and put it in an article.

Boy, I haven’t seen the news yet but really surprised at Josh Frydenberg blaming Netanyahu for the Bondi massacre.

Having lunch. Reading the third of Ferrante’s Neapolitan Quartet and loving the shit out of Elena morphing from novelist to journalist. It feels like Ferrante wrote it just for me.

Just wrote a bad sentence: He wedged his back against the slab of broken cement block and pushed. Was about to delete it and start again, when I thought, wait, maybe I should leave this as a humble organic flaw. Proof that I alone wrote this terrible garbage copy. Then I deleted it.

This is a legitimate concern. But Imma still throw an absofuckinglutely banging kegger to celebrate.

Oh cool. The shitty AI book promo scammers have evolved into shitty AI Newsletter scammers.

Miracles do happen. I just convinced the power company they read my mother’s meter wrong and they owed her an apology and a refund.

I hand wrote today’s column about writing by hand.

The Lemonheads were really good. People forget that sometimes.

My broadband is out, so I am writing a letter to a friend by hand. I feel like quite the steam powered gentleman

Achievement Unlocked. Upgraded to Super Fave.

This is why Lew is my favourite.

I went to the dentist today. I am very brave.

Just me, living like an old fashioned gent.

Catastrophic issues at the local. The compressor failed and the beer was ROONED. Had to have a tinnie instead.

For me, Barnaby will be forever remembered as the bloke who couldn’t hold his drink, keep his pants on, or accept the science that spelled disaster for the people he swore to serve in the dust-choked margins of rural Australia.

I moved her feeding spot.

A possum has died in the ceiling of my office. A very large possum, it smells like.

Livestream from Dan’s dishwashing machine rn.

somewhere there is a dad so zen he does not get involved in scraping and rinsing the dishes before they go in the dishwasher, nor in stacking the machine for optimum washing ability, but I don't know him.

Has any dad anywhere ever convinced even a single member of his family that the dishwasher is a dishwasher and not a garbage disposal? If this is you, sir, I congratulate you and would very much like to subscribe to your pamphlet.

Excellent piece

Me, to my dissolute gamer son: get offa that computing game and drive trucks for your country, you lazy bastard. Also me: Whaddya mean yer only getting 36mpbs down? I'm paying for the 500 meg service. You get on the internet and find a faster computer game machine right now young man!

Yeah, but what was in it for Bill?

Willow had a little home visit from the vet today.

Same energy

This is the second cafe I’ve been in this week rockin’ out to the Doobie Brothers. The 70s are back, baby!

Honestly, I’m with Carol. She’s killed about 20 million people, but she’s makes some good points in Ep 2.

This is quite brilliantly written. A far better piece of journalism than anything you will find in the NYT

Aggressively unkempt: I did not expect this particular regret so late in life. I have so many other, graver, more operatic failings to lament. And yet, here I am, at sixty-one, uncomfortably aware that I’ve never really had… style.

Finally getting around to reading the End of Days series by @birmo.bsky.social, and finished Zero Day Code last night quite late but then started straight in on Fail State because I was so into it. So I’ve had fuck all sleep but I’ll be repeating the process tonight! Go read them!

Down at the coast for the weekend and came across this amazing bookstore. It’s fantastic. And it’s in Pacific Fair, of all places!

Cape Byron Serendipity single malt and Brookies macadamia liqueur, the Mystic Mac at Social Eating House, Broadbeach. My new favourite.

Dear @birmo.bsky.social, this is a crime lol. “A Very Special Request from Opposition Leader Sussan Ley: Tell Us the Band Name on the Shirt That Destroyed Your Marriage, Career, or National Political Coalition.” aliensideboob.substack.com/p/a-very-spe...

I want to be your sledgehammer, soft rock loving Australia