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Friday night babies

It depends on the context of not understanding. If it’s academic literature and the concepts are challenging, it forces me to slow way way down and hand write notes. If it’s an inscrutable or surreal novel I’m reading for fun I roll with it and let it (hopefully) eventually come together.

Always a treat to get a new Dearest newsletter from @rococopacetic.bsky.social but I need someone to promise that the foot lamp can’t hurt me

Evening

So this is 40. Unbothered. Moisturized. Happy. In My Lane. Focused. Flourishing.

Robert Redford playing a gentle incarnation of death, coming for a frightened old woman in The Twilight Zone episode "Nothing in the Dark" (1962). An extraordinary performance then, terribly bittersweet today

Just had to break the news to a smart, thoughtful friend that they were sharing AI slop and can I just say? I hate it here.

I got very very good at Tetris during peak COVID

Ashes to ashes butts to butts

Bought a new (to me) leather jacket for less than $50 and I’m gonna look so cool this fall

It's Friday night baby

what are we, really, but potbellied goblins stabbing valiantly at the heart of the world

Had I a time machine, I wouldn’t have to go that far back in the past before I wouldn’t touch anything they ate with a ten foot pole

the bad politics one develops when one's not wondering about tony, where he could be, who he is with, what he is thinking, whether he's thinking about me, and whether he'll ever return one day

Were I the wind, I’d blow no more on such a wicked, miserable world.

Somehow I did not know Frank O’Hara died at 40 after being hit by a car on Fire Island

Labor Day Nicolaas van der Waay, The Strike of the Ballerinas, c. 1936

🍂❌🌞❌🍂 Smell ya later summer

Got myself a pair of birthday shoes 🌸😈🌸

I don't need John Goodman to show me the life of the mind, but I'd still let him (as if I could stop him)

Having a little late night cry about turning 40 soon. As one does

Losing my damn mind over this song youtu.be/DT0RBSpDiKo

Illustration by Steven Spurrier for Britannia and Eve, May 1933

More photos of the two juvenile turkey vultures I've seen three times over the past week in Graceland Cemetery.

🔭 Fishing for the Moon Image Credit & Copyright: Marco Bellelli apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap25082...

Bruce is MISSING

Coming to a complete, sustained stop at a stop sign is safe driving, yes, but the added bonus is it enrages the neckless dude in a Ford F150 right behind you

Frieze, Fulton County Dept. of Health and Wellness, Atlanta, Georgia. They don't decorate public buildings the way they used to. It makes me feel better already. Go get 'em doc. Not today Death, not today.

You can bribe me with a box of Cheez-Its

Hell yeah six-row barley

music by Mark Mothersbaugh

AT LEAST 20% of artwork in any given museum is fake/forged

Cami Stop Injuring Yourself in Very Stupid Ways* Challenge *I whacked my hand on the broken plastic handle of my box grater (not on the blades mind you!) and my thumb ripped open like a yogurt lid

The Devil and Daniel Johnston (2005)

This whale is not dead; he is only dispirited; out of sorts, perhaps

The doctor is in

Kicking off the last month of my 30s by writhing uncomfortably on the couch while watching PBS

REM. I’m sorry!

Hey!

We live in space on a science fiction planet teeming with alien life forms we’re just mostly inoculated to its majesty and terrors.

It’s my last free weekend for a while. Might fuck around and get a COVID booster.

good morning hell fresheners

Could be me but I'm playin

Minneapolis–Saint Paul is the crown jewel of American airports

Read the article, or read about Grandi. He addresses notions of what is fake/authentic in cultural cuisine. Italians are hilariously self-righteous about their food traditions when some of the best, most iconic Italian food was invented by Italian Americans post WWII. Food is political.