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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....
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Ramble On: Spring 2026 Edition

  The Emperor is naked.   Had to explain to someone that we used to have to pay to use minutes on cellphones… “back in my day”.  It’s weird that Molly Ringwald’s character in the Breakfast Club brings sushi for lunch for a lot of reasons…not only is this supposed to represent “rich kid” status, but…she has unrefrigerated raw fish with her until whenever their lunchtime is…which is probably supposed to be hours after they arrive? The original pasta salad idea would have made more sense.  The ability to still feel safe as the country around you goes to war is nothing short of a blessing.  Instagram will show me things like “how to find a banana bread baddie” and then immediately go to “I do not fuck with any burrito without heft” and I think I’ve won? It can’t figure out what I’m into? It’s just throwing anything and everything that maybe kind of sort of has slightly to do with food at me? Instagram’s algorithm has basically just said “Well, she’s human right? She...
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