I was born smack dab in the middle of the temporal mid point of the cuban missile crises. So, you’re going have to work harder to impress me.

Puty, to paraphrase Busta, you talk shit then abandon ship. When will the people of Russia do us the courtesy of escorting you to the slide drawer?

That some would want to have intercourse with Trump’s skull, I get it. Mountain of cottage cheese with a red tickle feather on top. GoodTV. But please don’t do it—he likes it, you see, and it makes him do things, bad weird things…

I recognize last handful of posts can read as a flare, a spasm, ignorable emotional effluvia. To be fair, sure, a bit, but more a summary I think. I mean, damn—shit is weird, hard weird.

I just hope I’m not frightening the normies too much.
We used to be able to do this shit on the down-low. 😐

And by “better armed” I mean armed with love, rationality, and generosity. I do not mean the poke-holes-in-things-that-scare-me machines (guns) my opponents clearly have a depraved, quasi-sexual relationship with. Maybe if you stop fucking your guns you could start enjoying life again.

You must shut these fux down IN THE MOMENT.
Trump answered a question last night “Do you think you are a star?” like this: “I think you can say that”. He thinks that means “I didn’t say yes, I just said you said it”. Trust me, it is exactly what he, and every other c_nt of his ilk, think.

The carnival ride of coffee & donuts has let me off. My flippancies about labels and contentment are, like my breakfast, not very nutritious.

Listen, @mattgemmell@mastodon.scot is very correct about this “content creation” thing. It is a matter of not becoming contemptuous of your own materials.

Suggestions for 3 attribution labels better than “content creator”

• Authorrex: authors which really author the shit out of it.

• Authorette: authors just getting started with smaller keyboards.

• Authoroni: authors like me just repackaging the ramen.

Riding the tilt-a-whirl, juggling machetes, rethinking the corn-dogs, so…pretty chill. What are you up to?

Most debilitating is when I try to stop for a moment and attend to the actual obtaining circumstances of my own life. I can’t help seeing my collection of problems and challenges for what they are, ludicrously simple, laughable unimportant, and the opposite of urgent. I must find a way to do it anyway.