it makes me happy to know that sizzler is still out there doing it's thing. tenacity of the human spirit and all.

When people hold perceived power over you, they always act like they'll have that power forever. Every boss or landlord or political figure. They never consider one day we'll just be two people on a subway platform, and the real power is resisting the urge to push them onto the tracks.

michel gondry's cannonball run

played mixtape. it's fine. a bunch of "who talks like this?" moments that can easily be explained away by the idea of it being a playable john hughes film. the load-bearing soundtrack does it's job well and the ending earns it's emotional climax even if the middle gets a little lost in itself.

the desire to impress Jodie Foster

Shows up to White Base 20 minutes late

Welcome to the cream kingdom bitch

ideal universe: no billionaires slightly less than ideal universe: maybe three billionaires, but they're all aware of the negative impacts of their wealth and regularly use it to fund either projects to negate those impacts or just to fund weird shit like pro wrestling, old movies, and space ghost.

Nothing will beat stumbling through Shibuya, turning the corner and going "oh fuck is that Dr. Simi?". My brain was cracking in half trying to shift from Japanese to Spanish to say "Muchas gracias!"

Couldn't find the Davidlynches

nearly every bad thing that's happened to milwaukee in the last twentish years has some connection to scott walker, i'm sure of it.

"jesse 'the body' ventura is what happens if hulk hogan had ever thought deeply about death." - @bearonica.bsky.social

Envision a better future for us all

[email protected] just released Labor SHIFT: the first (as far as I'm aware) labor rights and worker protection package for AI in any state. There's a full brief at franhong.com/labor-shift. But here's what's inside:

currently in "seeing shohei ohtani every 30 meters" withdrawl.

today's weird bit of post-honeymoon ephemera: found out that we had the same server at the muscle girls bar that @eyepatchwolf.bsky.social did.

It's a unique feeling, one I haven't felt in a minute, to be actually politically hopeful. But we got to help, meet, and enjoy the company (and singing) of someone that could actually make our state SO much better, and it was inspiring. Francesca Hong, our next governor. We can do that!

You can’t keep doing the fake shooting angle. You’re gonna kill the territory.

they made me.

nah, I don't want to go home. you can't make me.

The Masked Singer, by me.

why did we do this the night before a hotel transfer day.

on review, i'm pretty sure this post is what got me banned by a bluesky dev.

oh cool. I'm going to die in three days.

badtz-maru is coming to fucking murder you if you brought a large cushion to the quest of wonders parade.

first thing I'm going to do when i get home is buy a 3xl t-shirt easily and without the anxiety that i misunderstood what the size actually means.

they... they lifted me...

nothing stinks up the mood of wandering through harajuku and stumbling into the 1-2 punch of a huge fuck off palantir office and a very busy harry potter store.

whoever came up with the loitering teenager repellant noise that i can somehow still hear in my forties: eat my whole ass.

feel like a cool uncle.

there's a lot to dislike about broadcast tv in japan, but it is pretty baller you can flip through channels on a random wednesday and list to kenta kobashi and shingo takagi just hangin' out, watching old matches

one thing i love about japan because of this trip: this place knows how to make gummy candy. what's that, you want a gummy with the firmness of chewing through a memory foam mattress? how about a school eraser? we got you! unrelated side note: i miss weed.

same, ryokan toilet. same.

happy milwaukee day from the tokaido line, currently passing mount ryozen. celebrating the only way two milwaukeeans abroad know how: drinking in public.

most shockingly of all, the alien craft was reportedly adorned with a sort of bumper sticker that said "Earth Hoes Cant Fuck"

feel bad for the older gentleman who flagged us down on the backstreets of kyoto to lament their country's strict taxes and lax restrictions on access to their healthcare. sorry ojisan, you caught the wrong americajin.

kyoto is unbeatable when it comes to crows that sound like dudes.

Okay CTA. This is a good sign.

lets go osaka lets gooooooo

as a pretty big guy, there's something comforting about being on a plane. car, tram, elevator, you always feel the impact of moving around just a little bit. a plane is just like "fuck you. i move when i want to move, and currently that is frequently."

seems like a good enough time to take a honeymoon on the other side of the planet.

I’ve been thinking about this guy almost daily for ten fucking years. essentially my entire 30’s. when he finally croaks I imagine I’ll let out a sigh so deep it realigns my fucking spine

saw the news about the ceasefire going up an elevator at the hotel we're staying at before we leave for the honeymoon tomorrow. nearly cried from relief. today sucked so much. what a fucking asshole.

genuinely think people outside of America don't realize how big this place is, how militarized and murderous our police are, how little our politicians care, how disconnected and impoverished we have been intentionally made to be, how we still have slavery just with extra steps. we really suck gang