Needs more “amazing.” Seriously, screw these corporate ass monkeys.

Two for me.

After my dad had locked me out of the computer room, I learned how to pick locks. And I’m not even kidding.

That 1935 piece surely seems prophetic. For example this part:

Development of the anti-scientific and anti-cultural campaign, cutting down of education

For the last five or so years, I’ve been noticing a surge of anti-intellectualism. People are not any longer ashamed to publicly dismiss “smart alecks” and “know-it-alls”.

I just watched that video of the white cabbage larva with the smaller larvae exiting its body. Jeez, it’s still alive after THAT? Life’s rich pageant, I guess.

Geez, that reminds me of a former colleague that, when asked for “the numbers,” would just send screenshots of tables in the ERP system instead of exporting them to a spreadsheet. What’s even worse, usually a lot of values were plain wrong, on one occasion more than half of them.

I feel you…

🎶 I can’t seem to face up to the facts
I’m tense and nervous and I can’t relax
I can’t sleep 'cause my bed’s on fire
Don’t touch me, I’m a real live wire 🎶

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A sixpack a day keeps the anal away.

Blame it on the rain.

Disinfotainment at its best.

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he Beak Too Big For He Gotdamn Head

Reminds me of a dealership near me which actually had “The honest used-car salesman!” as their slogan.

Bela Koe-Krompecher spent a lifetime in Ohio’s vivid music and arts scene, with all its ups and mostly downs. I really like how he expressed this sentiment, both in his blog and in his awesome book “Love, Death and Photosynthesis”:

Nobody got famous, nobody ever really made a dent in any product counting mechanism like Billboard, The College Music Journal or MTV but we loved and cherished one another as if our lives depended on it, night in and night out. What we discovered was the result wasn’t the prize; the prize was the friendship and the making of art for fuck’s sake.

I’m not an artist myself, but I used to hang out a lot with a bunch of them. Maybe because of this, another quote of BKK resonated with me:

Our world was small but it opened up the universe where ideas bounced off of one another like bubbles in beer, we would have one ingenious idea flowing after another without a filter to identify the logical of said idea. Huddled around empty bottles and amplifiers the stage of the world was in the basements and living rooms of our lives.

It’s getting harder as you get older, and the same old stories you share ring more and more repetitive, but I still go out my way to stay in touch with my childhood and university friends, and sometimes I think, it’s the only thing that keeps me from going completely bitter.
BTW, I stumbled upon BKK’s story on the great “Local Waste Music” podcast which I heartily recommend.

We have explosive

You definitely get more eyeballs when you are good-looking, but there is no natural drive belt that automatically turns these into more partners for you.

Amazing how someone can utter a 100% fascist idea like this in public and not immediately get egged.