The remake of Cool Hand Luke will open with the protagonist cutting down Flock cameras.

I had to get a new phone and it suggested one of these three photos as my profile pic. Clearly, I should go with option number two, so people know exactly who is trying to call them!

Excited to have a physical copy of M. Geddes Gengras’ (@m-geddes.bsky.social ) wonderfully eclectic “Guest List”. I had been playing it steadily on Bandcamp for a week and I still am discovering new pockets of sound throughout the album.

RIP-A-ROO Looks like my hometown’s fast food oddity is on its last leg. Beef-a-roo (meant to sound like Buck-a-roo, and not to imply the use of marsupial meat) may pass on, but the copious amount of cheddar fries I ate between ‘91-‘93 have yet to pass through me.

Only in Wisconsin and perhaps some kindergarten classroom would Colby Jack Cheese Cubes be considered an entree.

Why is the word crashout having a moment? Are we adding this to the lazy journalism lexicon along with slams or slammed?

Too awake to sleep. Too tired to do anything else.

If we are going to rename anything after our vainglorious president it should be hemorrhoids. Trump Bumps has a nice ring to it, don’t it? They also serve a pretty good metaphor for his presidency.

Reading in the bathtub is a a good pastime. Reading to others while you are in the bathtub is a Godardian pastime.

Two lyrics from two songs that mark two distinctly new eras of music, each ringing out like warning shots, echoing in my cranium to this very day: “Here we are now, entertain us.” “We can’t rewind, we’ve gone too far.”

Still no. 1 in military spending and incarcerations!

FIFA refs be like

Cribbage last night

This slushie was made with Malört and it was actually quite delicious

No corporate video needs to be shot in anamorphic, ever.

Another day, another Thursday to be exact.

I finally found a way to enjoy soccer. Turn the sound off. It’s far better as a silent sport or with a jazz soundtrack. m.youtube.com/watch?v=EYRR...

Has anyone made a video game about a quest to gain citizenship in another country? 'Cuz doing this shit sure feels like a video game. In order to get to the next level you need a specific document, but to get that document you must first talk with this person in some far off land. It takes days!

Happy Canada Day. 🇨🇦 With a little bit of luck and some legal help, I hope to celebrate it next year as a full fledged Canadian.

As a lifelong depression sufferer I make no light of anyone’s affliction, but I also do not get to take four months off work and retain my job and a sweetheart healthcare package subsidized by the taxpayers. www.politico.com/news/2026/06...

If I wanted this kinda weather I would have stayed in Florida.

The high price of irony

Bike dates are the best

It’s 2026, I swear.

Biking to the Brewers game is a god cap to a brutal week.

Neighbors upped their lawn decoration game

The Client Paradox: They want it right away, but they are unsure of what they want.

Woke up at 3:30 AM. Already did 2 hours at the gym and work is slated to be a clusterfuck. Go jump on Polymarket and place your bets on if I make it to a 10PM set at Summerfest tonight. It’s what cool dudes like Rick Rubin would want you rockstars to do.

I need my grandfather's death certificate to get a copy of his birth certificate, but there are errors in his death certificate which prevent me from getting his birth certificate and I can't get those corrected until I get a copy of his birth certificate. hotsnakes.bandcamp.com/track/paperw...

Midwestern men move to Florida in pursuit of a better life. It is a tale as old as time. www.nba.com/news/reports...

Professional athletes are mercenaries, not patriots. C.R.E.A.M. City > Cream City We had some freaky times, got a championship. But this is the reality of big business sports.

Back up to 9 miles, slowly

Weekend kickoff

What the hell kinda algorithm have I found myself apart of?

Forgot to post this yesterday and if any Thursday was a leap forward with a giant pratfall backwards, it was yesterday.

You'll grow bored with the bands you once adored.

Got the suspicion that I'm about to go through some serious Brazil-like bureaucratic bullshit thanks to the Florida records systems and a careless relative. Send some prayers through the pneumatic tubes.

Up at 4, ran 5 miles at 6, gonna spend 7 hours in an office, starting at 8, probably in bed by 9, so I won’t be making it to Summerfest to see Third Eye Blind at 10. Oh darn. This is my semi-charmed mid-life.

Got Goals? Still taken from Hobo (1992) - a documentary that follows the travels of a hobo named Beargrease.

5 miles of earth and the following topics were covered this morning: the super organism, magic carpet rides, and low friends, places and standards.

It’s Sunday evening, June 14th, 2026. I am walking through a cemetery in the middle of the woods and carrying a book of Leonard Cohen’s poetry. My driver’s license says I am 50 years old but this post makes it sound like I am 15.

Damn am I thrilled for all my New York buddies.

Sr. goals

Hear me out. We need an app that charges people 25 cents each time they text you. You are allowed to reimburse people or add them to a “do not charge” list, but at least you’ll make a couple bucks each month from political solicitors.

It’s 9:23 Friday, June 14th, 2026 A.D. and I am walking down an alley in Milwaukee, Wisconsin carrying half-a-pitcher of sangria. Ask me anything.

Cornerstones of my youth, scooped up at an estate sale, by a dear friend.

We could be grieving to the new BIG|BRAVE album but instead we have been asked to make finance bros (and sisters) look excited about hopeless meetings. bigbrave.bandcamp.com/album/in-gri...

We could be basking in the new Horse Lords, but instead we are bashing our head against the b-roll bin wondering how to spin horseshit into half-way decent imagery.

People get old and we know death awaits everyone, but losing David Hockney and Duane Michaels within days feels like a cosmic kick to the face. I remember first learning about these dudes in my sophomore year of college when I was making the leap in art school.

Cribbage last night