Ramble On: Summer 2026 Edition

  Plums.  Hours spent agonizing over the promise of just one minute more.  Got Titans in my back pocket.  Everything in duck fat.  Funny thing about noncompliance and not succumbing to facial recognition, finger print, face-everywhere bullshit is that that technology is likely designed to work backwards. Meaning, if you suddenly don’t check some box as fast as it wants you to, you’re probably a bigger red flag than you would have been had you just obeyed to begin with.   I don’t have a menu of people to purchase. I barely have enough of an appetite for even just one these days.  Oliver Stone.  Butterscotch chips in oatmeal = 10/10  Bubble and squeak.  Gold paint.  Do you want to cry? Yes/No W.E.I.R.D. Science bias.  Six more months in solitary.  (Insert Bernoulli's Expected Utility)  Climbing fences and walls while wearing stilettos.  Platinum fortune cookies.  Pink frosting.  No.  No.  No....

8.21.24

 I’ve learned, taught, forgot, started and quit, won and lost, hated and loved.

 

I mind my p’s and q’s, even though the ladies’ room doesn’t ever seem to mind me nearly peeing its queue….

 

Snapchat. SnapBack. Aflac. Big Mac.

Track your package with OnTrac.

TicTac. Snack pack. Cyberattack.

Don’t forget to take your stimpak.

 

My government officials have wishlists that Veruca Salt herself couldn’t rival.

It’s no wonder everyone’s fighting for basic survival.

 

And I remember when those around me wanted to give me peace of mind, instead of giving me a piece of their mind…

 

Chris Pratt. Doormat. Non-fat. Whiplash.

Call the number on your screen now for free cash.

Grab ass. Kit-Kat. Lab rat. Smokestack.

There are some things we’ll never be able to get back.

Comments

  1. In my experience, almost any time someone has tried to give me peace of mind, they knowingly withheld information from me that they believed would disturb whatever peace they were trying to impart.

    It may have been with the best of intentions, but peace of mind only comes with the full awareness (acceptance?) of things that threaten that satisfaction.

    I *almost* always would have benefitted more from a candid conversation. Warts and all.

    In other news, Veruca Salt most definitely grew up to become a politician.

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    1. The road to hell is paved with good intentions.

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    2. As well as, potentially, a Chris Pratt Doormat, right at the front gate.

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    3. Haha one can only hope -- I'll let you know for sure once I get there.

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    4. Please do. "Inquiring minds," and all that sort of thing.

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