1.) The inevitability of death is what makes life special, get yer moments while you can, 2.) There’s no way that this doesn’t have in-app purchases and sudden rate increases that hold loved ones or at least the idea of them hostage, and 3.) great, more screens: the last thing we all need.

UVA women’s hoops is good for at least one game every season that makes me question if I even like this sport.

I trust Questlove to not cash in, so I'm excited.

I read that phenomenal GQ profile of John Darnielle mid-afternoon and have been listening to my favorite lesser-loved Mountain Goats records ever since.

Kyle Tucker's really going to get a Harper/Machado deal?

big ol article about me in GQ, if you go in for that sort of thing www.gq.com/story/john-d...

Gonna listen to Desire again.

A confusing, infuriating facet of the Trump administration is how much time is spent talking about things of no fucking importance that should be left alone.

Happy birthday, Neil Young!

RIP Michael Ray Richardson, a troubled and gentle soul who provided two of the most memorable quotes in NBA history. Asked during the 1981-82 season about the state of his Knicks, he said, "The ship be sinkin'." Asked how far it could sink, Sugar added: "The sky's the limit." You can't make that up.

Maybe this is the game where Malik Thomas gets going.

Taxes on high earners are too low bsky.app/profile/popc...

Angels with Filthy Souls. Sister Act. ‘05 Forever. Terminator II: Judgement Day.

spoke with the executive director of my local food bank today and got this really incredible line: "if you donate 1 can of green beans, we can give away 1 can of green beans. but if you donate a dollar, we can give away 6 cans of green beans"

Neil's going to die someday and I don't think there's a living rocker whose passing will draw more sorrow out of my corner of culture. I certainly won't get anything done that day.

If I had to rank 2025 albums by frontmen of bands I revere, I'd go Jeff Tweedy, Patterson Hood, Matt Berninger (though I barely remember it), ... Craig Finn.

I hate that ESPN continues to force this loser on us (and also Trump).

Do not want. Coby's a better shooter, gives you a good enough percentage of peak Ja's production, and most importantly is immensely likable.

There's a lot of music out there. Sometimes you don't get to a classic for a while because you're loving your favs, but that just means there are probably always going to be unheard-to-you classics ready to be discovered.

I saw Waxahatchee twice in 2024 and hoped she'd throw a But Daddy, I Love Him in at both. No dice.

The "have fun doing it part" is important, actually. Painting leadership as less grim while helping people will get more people excited. It's definitely part of why I was more invested in Mamdani than I really should be.

I'm a casual appreciator more than anything and he has a big enough catalog that I tend to go for something I own or am familiar with when the mood strikes me, but it's a surprise even to me that I've never listened to Dylan's Desire until right now.

My old friend Matt Farwell wrote something about Veteran's Day a few years ago that has stuck with me.

That episode of Chair Company was unhinged and uncomfortable.

My music fandom would look markedly different without this place.

Calling the cops because some 4Runner is in the electric/hybrid spots at JMRL.

Trump 🤝 ICP

Death By Lightning on Netflix is very much my thing. Overlooked history, a cast of Michael Shannon, Nick Offerman, Bradley Whitford, and Tom Wambsgans, great pacing ... it pops.

No Kings includes Angus King

I'm gonna say this as gently as possible. Would you ask people the age of Chuck Schumer or Nancy Pelosi to plan a party for you, then run to the grocery store for you and pick up a few mixers and a case of beer? Probably not, because they're very old. Anyway, they're in charge of defeating fascism.

If they do Where is My Mind, I will squeal like a little girl.

Trampled by Turtles night. A band Jeff Tweedy got me in to.

Jack White is sometimes an eye-rolling crank but man, when he's right, he's right.

wrote about ja morant, falls from grace, and the balancing beam between contrition and awe we want from our stars

The White Stripes + OutKast getting inducted into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame on the same night reminded me of my favourite Eye Weekly cover concept, commissioned for our Jan. 22, 2004 Music Critics Poll issue. (Illustration: Ben Shannon)

Of course it was this MLB team I don’t like that is embroiled in a betting scandal and would never be any of the teams I like more.

I bought some Tretorn slip-ons many years ago because I read something where Andre 3000 was hyping them and when I looked them up, they looked cool, were $50, and were available in my size. They max out at 13 now, but mine are still kicking.

Whoa. This is my coffeemaker (except mine is bright orange). It does make a great cup.

Remembering the Halloween that J and I were The White Stripes and in looking for a wig for her, accidentally showing a Halloween store clerk a Google Image Search result from the fake Meg sex tape and saying "SHE NEEDS TO LOOK LIKE THIS."

Congrats to Outkast on their Rock and Roll Hall of Fame induction. I remember when Wesley Clark wanted to appeal to young voters during his short-lived presidential campaign.

So much gratitude to these two weirdos for enriching my life

Me, looking for vegetarian options at the neighborhood chili cook off.

This is fine ... if you're hosting Thanksgiving dinner at the restaurant that you own and you don't know or didn't invite any of the guests.

Wawa has the holiday blend coffee out but still has their (delicious) pumpkin blend out for now. Way to balance the holidays, team.

I respect the guy behind the work more than I can say I like the Mountain Goats. JD follows the muse enough that while the quality's consistent, it doesn't always hit my strike zone. I always throw out a cursory listen, own some records, and have seen a show, though.

I can't remember getting a tattoo without having "getting a Tat like Solomon" in my head that morning. Thanks UVa hoops for breaking my brain.

"World's first potential trillionaire has killed 600,000 people, including 400,000 children" is the only headline that anyone should ever read about Elon Musk

The Death Ball, hungry for the a lack of shipwreck-seeking billionaires, has emerged just as we have a surplus trillionaire to feed it.