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Ramble On: Autumn 2025 Edition

Playlist Link: Ramble On Autumn 2025 Edition Here we go again. And again. And again.  One of my favorite parts of The Sopranos is how often the men ask women for red peppers.  Mercurial at best. Sadistic at worst.  Teeth baring smiles.  https://www. scientificamerican.com/ article/how-did-the-smile- become-a-friendly-gesture-in- humans/ Dream eater.  For the love of god, please take creamed spinach off of menus.   A trail of baby ducks.  The foot bone's connected to the leg bone. The leg bone's connected to the knee bone. The knee bone's connected to the thigh bone… But you said you would.  Missed connections.  Starbucks should serve hash browns.   Sundays are for 8+ hour conversations with strangers, Mondays are for disappearing into the ether.  Your educational institutions, religious organizations, and/or governments may not hold you to a higher standard, but I sure as fuck will.  Flashbacks are actually the worst thing in e...

5.30.25

Spilled soda on a burning sidewalk.  Bittersweet, sticky memories evaporating in the sunlight.

Ramble On: Spring 2025 Edition

 To whom it may concern:  Playlist Link: Ramble On Spring 2025 Edition 1. “I told her I swim for an hour every day, so she’ll do it for two.” - Sean Connery as Robert MacDougal, ‘Entrapment’ 2. I’m just getting started. 3. I will be forever laughing at anyone who says that they love the sound of their own voice. #gross 4. 80s movies are my guilty pleasure. 5. Dancing in vineyards, under a full moon, at midnight. 6. If your woman doesn’t own a bone saw, what is she even doing with her life? 7. People tend to look at all the classes, schools, certifications, experiences, jobs and whateverthehellelse I’ve been through and tell me that I “don’t know what I want to do with my life” — and I tell them that they couldn’t be more wrong…I want to do everything with my life. #dontlimitme 8. Fresh chapstick <3 9. When it now takes two people to do my old job… 10. Givers vs. Takers 11. “Everything, Sam Peebles decided later, was the fault of the god damn acrobat...