Better for it to be 3 kids in a trench coat than 3 trench coats in a kid, ya know

You gotta earn your awe

Hey wait could a medbed grow my foreskin back? Does the bed know when to stop medding? What happens if I’m being medded and there’s a fly trapped in the bed with me? Brundlefly?

Trying to stop Tracey from going to a Saudi comedy festival is a solid 30 Rock B plot

Probabilistically all the things you want to happen won’t but also probabilistically you definitely shouldn’t even be alive reading this so you’ve already beat slim odds by simply existing and given that track record who knows what kind of odds you’re going to beat tomorrow

Hey guys, I found out what happened to the captain of the Demeter!

Next time I’m alive I’m gonna try and get those fancy teeth that you can also use as weapons. I can use my current kinda like weapons, but next time some sharp, serrated ones and really go for it. I think that was what was missing this go around; teeth knives.

James, I hear you. Counter-argument:

Oh Buns

A heart that hurts is a heart that works

A weird Bluesky thing is coming across a profile you’ve never interacted with or seen and they’re blocking you. I assume I’m on some type of list, but I know that looking it up will only make me spiral, so I’ll assume it’s just an unknowable mystery of the universe instead.

Hope my new neighbors are peeping perverts as that’d be great motivation to get back into shape.

Our bodies are evolved with inherent cross purposes. Our minds are pattern seeking and goal oriented, which requires energy expenditure, but our bodies are evolved to conserve energy as much as possible, so we want grand excitement, but from a place of comfort and ease.

wrote about a great writer thealexpress.substack.com/p/kaleb-horton

Blur as Blondie, Suede’s Brett Anderson as Sid Vicious and Pulp’s Jarvis Cocker as Elvis Costello 📷 Kevin Cummins for NME

I’m gonna try to be a more…balanced person? Positive? Realistic? Anyway, things might get weird on here.

Spooky season approaches, so I'm going to repost some of my Halloween comics from years past.

Every night he said to me, “When I go to sleep, you must promise to not untie the bow around my neck.” But one night curiosity finally won out, and with shaking hands I untied the bow. Immediately, Bigffo’s head fell from his body, rolled to the floor and screeched, “You broke your promise!”

Huh. This is really good point. When I talk to my boomer aged, Republican parents, so much of their sense of self is defined by others expectation of dignity. I wonder if this was a reaction to civil rights wherein giving up their own dignity was done as a signifier of in-group solidarity?

Batman’s definition of nonlethal and the human body’s definition of nonlethal are very much not the same

I bet you can feel it in your bones if your were conceived to a David Lee Roth era Van Halen song. Like, you hear Panama and it feels like a warm hug. Like home.

Kaleb Horton on heartbreak

"Summer's End" #DoomLoop #Seattle

Don't talk to me or my son ever again.

As my boomer aged parents, well, age, it’s becoming increasingly clear that TV did a number on them and their gen. I assume social media will be the millennial version of the same in whatever form it takes.

Anyway, this is basically the guy in charge of the largest and most powerful military in history now.

THE MEME IS REAL

So, I’ve fallen into living in the most liminal, Lynchian/Burton type neighborhood in Texas and I bet I could get a cult going here within like 6 months if I wanted. Maybe even a sex cult!

My friend in L.A. sons’ are both legally blind and went to The Braille Institute for school for their early years. Anyway, one year Stevie Wonder put on a small, quiet concert just for the school. So, Stevie Wonder is actually as cool as you’d think/hope Stevie Wonder would be.

NOT PERFORMING AT THE Riyadh Comedy Festival: the podcast where a man pretends to be a cowboy who also fights werewolves reviews episodes of 1960’s tv western Bonanza and mentions how all the guest stars that appeared to be 57 years old were actually 23 at the time of filming

For whatever reason, I feel like seeing linkedin screenshots outside of linkedin is a rhetorical escalation and tantamount to a physical threat

Now I really wish I’d moved to Portland. It seems like an autism kinda town.

So, there’s absolutely no way Miller isn’t showing him AI videos and telling him they’re real. Miller has no morality and sees his cause as psychotically divine, and as such would have no issue with lying to achieve his goals.

You could give this man an existential crisis by showing him the bottom half of a muppet

Okay. Now I’m sure I’m autistic. Time to look into getting a formal diagnosis, I guess.

Med Bed! The Bed That Meds People!

"In a genre dominated by contemporary political screeds, he wrote something that could have been written 400 years ago and could be sung 400 years from now." Kaleb Horton on Shane MacGowan, and anyone writing Horton's obituary would be forgiven for pinching the line. www.gq.com/story/shane-...

This reminds me of the game Deathloop. There’s some random booths that have a similar feel. Maybe they referenced it or it’s just the general mod design/color scheme of the era which the game kind of generally pulls from?

Man, I really really hate it when people I feel like have so much to offer the world die and I’m just kinda…here. Like, come on, universe. Let us work out a barter system. Let me give Dolly Parton or Stevie Wonder some of my time.

I’m really, really sad about Kaleb. More than I would’ve anticipated for someone I never really knew beyond social media, to be honest, but he obviously had so much to say and said it so well. The world lost a unique voice.

Where there is life, there is hope

I’m not homeless. I have food. I live in a peaceful place. I am grateful for those things.

I was always a fan of Kaleb's writing and it's really, really sad to hear of his passing. This paragraph from his last post is something I've tried to keep in mind as often as I can, and I really think he was correct here

This final post from Kaleb Horton is very beautiful and hits hard. This is just so sad. RIP.

What?! Kaleb Horton died? Wtf? What the absolute fuck? I…fuck…

Sometimes when I suddenly start thinking about her I wonder if that’s some sort of psychic signal that she’s thinking about me but then I remember that’s stupid so no probably not

unbelievable. it’s says here earhart, and I quote, “got a taste for martian hole” and flew that plane right up to space

I, for one, think a racist Opus Dei pedophile libertarian misogynist who keeps talking about the antichrist should not, in fact, be in charge of our new machine god.

Whatever. I’m going to drink enough of the hotel’s free water that I break even for the room cost. Gonna take what I can and/or want from the universe from now on!

I should’ve moved to Portland when I had the chance. That’s gonna probably always haunt me a bit.