I like a huge “but…” and I cannot lie

Late thanksgiving post: I’m so grateful that I can bitch about my dad and his complete rejection of my relationship to his ex-wife, my mom, who is super normie but, turns out, wants a relationship with her son.

Living in NYC where right-on-red is universally banned except with specific signage, it rocks. Pedestrians rule, still, even in the far parts of the outer boroughs. When a driver is putting a pedestrian at risk it’s very clear and unacceptable to everyone around.

Pertinent to today: Elvis Dead! Is Elvis Alive?

So yeah, whether it’s good that the US moves literally everything on trucks, we do. To the point that some communists have, I think correctly, argued that logistics workers like this are a key part of a successful general strike or revolution as it’s a bottle neck …

Received a random gift with no note today and I must say: flawless

Georgia O’Keeffe, The Lawrence Tree, 1929

Well, should be fine, when they closed the State-Dearborn Washington passageway because block 37 construction was close at hand, no issues came to pass.

Being pretty wild on a Thursday. Somehow wrapping up 3 books at once, so requesting 3 more from Queens Library. Done: end-of-days plans for US Gov, trans girl coming-of-age, shipwreck/mutiny. To come: Fury Road oral history, A-Bomb dev oral history, “In Defense of Looting.” I’m well-rounded!

At some point you realize that the prominent, powerful people you see on your screens are mostly morons who either got lucky or are saying things billionaires want to hear, and that nobody smart or competent is in charge, and we're all just collectively flailing, and it's a miracle anything works.

Prospect Park, early evening. There were planes, and dogs.

This composition had eluded me for nearly a decade, but yesterday I was finally able to capture it. A train rolled through just as the Duquesne Incline was crossing over the tracks in #Pittsburgh, creating a picture perfect winter scene. It was worth the hours and hours I've waited over the years.

So, basically, if I don’t get into it with a driver trying to hit me in a crosswalk, it’s not a successful day in New York City, baybeeee

It’s the holidays. I’m doing pretty well, just like everyone. I’ve put on a movie about our cultural hero, Tom Hanks, playing a guy trying to kill himself. Probably pretty good!

Why why why does NYC tolerate the selling, everywhere, of “skinless hotdogs.” Absolutely gross. No snap.

I’m not a play guy at all but I loved this movie a lot

The equivalent of IKEA or your local grocery being able to completely rearrange the store before each time you visit; they know what you’re shopping for, and how to make it just hard enough to find that you’ll be engaged without leaving.

Same shot different day

It's pretty snowy out there.

My lady knows how to build a sandwich.

“Ladies and gentlemen… flat butt”

Someone said today is “pre-covid regular prices” and that hit me.

Few worse feelings than worrying about being fired from a shit job for being late at 5 am on thanksgiving morning

I *only* allow two trans Laurens to provide best practices

Astrophotographer Andrew McCarthy captured skydiver Gabe Brown falling across the sun in this precisely planned aircraft alignment, solar altitude, and jump, resulting in the striking image “The Fall of Icarus.” #AstroPhotography #Photography

The Dallasification of the American Dream, Part One: "The Joe Rogan of the Bible" builds an empire of sexual repression in Plano. www.hamiltonnolan.com/p/america-is...

Seeing people on the subway all scarfed up when it’s 40 degrees is mighty funny

Kevin Spacey’s character’s dog in Margin Call doesn’t know it’s pretending to be dying and this upsets me for some reason.

Werner von Braun, the most powerful man in British architecture

You’ll never guess what this post is about.

Train Dreams, so far, is Tree of Life/Revenant levels of Dude Movie. I’m a huge sucker for beautifully shot westerns. Some shots almost directly stolen from Jesse James. It’s good, is what I’m saying.

For a timeline cleanse, here is the front of Macy's on the 34th Street side last night during a rare moment after a long wait without any vehicles. Definitely tap this and turn it horizontally for full-size and it will fit your entire device. I hope you are having a great day!

Impending Doom - Robert Remsen Vickrey, 1958 egg tempera on masonite board

If you can handle tragic doom, The Indifferent Stars Above, about the Donner Party, is enthralling and should be a movie

I’m pretty excited to have lived for absolutely nothing except having seen some sights. Oh well!

YKS declined to be mentioned out of respect to their fellow casters.

Happy 40th birthday to Bill Waterson’s ‘Calvin and Hobbes’. A work of consummate, stubborn, human, and more-than-human art.

“I remove my cuff links as you slowly take off your Apple Watch, which has started to record a higher heartbeat”

Gotta say, I really do hate having to learn about influencers or NYT/WaPo contributors. I’m trying to live a life over here.

This… now this could be some content.

He hugged the fucking thing in 2016 or whatever, zero of his supporters give a shit about the flag code, what are we doing

The Assassination of Bill Maher by the Coward Everyone in America

Printing out promotional signs for this course of action

Every year around this time until Christmas, I have weird urges to go to Catholic Church. I hated church growing up, and have never had an inkling of faith in a god, but I sorta feel like there might be some comfort to be had.

“I am not merchandise. I’m a person, and I know I deserve love.” “I know you do.” “Fuck you… pimp!” Really great screenwriting in Materialists

Cat has a lot of power

Give me the gift of Twenty Five Airplane Bottles of Malort this Christmas. You surely will not regret leaving me unsupervised with Twenty Five Airplane Bottles of Malort

There’s something deeply, but perhaps unfortunately, comforting about knowing a brand and being a loyal customer. Every year around this time I order the same model work boots from Keen, knowing they’ll last much more than a year through daily abuse.

The only thing I’ll say about this is that I agree with Donald Trump’s advisors.

In the Jeopardy! writers room, after a debaucherous weekend retreat with all the other writers: “I dunno, all six potpourri??”