There comes a time in every person’s life when they finally realize that John Cleese is, and has always been, quite sexy, actually.
This time is called “getting old.”
Category Archives: Microblogging
Imposter Syndrome
Me: If reading my own writing gives me goosebumps and makes me cry, that probably means it’s maybe sorta good, right?
My brain: Sounds fake. Don’t trust it.
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It’s Nice to Know I Care
Me: It’s a good thing I put this appointment in my calendar for 15 minutes before the actual time, ’cause if it really was at 2:30 I would be running so late right now.
…I should probably call and make sure it really is at 2:45 instead. If I’m misremembering I am probably gonna have to reschedule 😥
Soon…
Receptionist: So, what was your question?
Me: I just wanted to confirm the time of my appointment today.
Receptionist: All right, let’s see here…it looks like it’s at 3 pm.
Me: …Three o’clock?
Receptionist: Yes, that’s right.
Me: *suddenly overwhelmed by the strange feeling of being lovingly cared for by my own past self*
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Tyler Robinson
Update 2025-12-05: A while back I revisited this story and found that subsequent evidence seems to show pretty conclusively that Tyler Robinson’s politics really had shifted leftward. I still haven’t found a good answer to why he had Groyper memes engraved on his bullet casings (of all things) if he wasn’t a Groyper, but take the following with a healthy dash of salt.
Charlie Kirk’s shooter wasn’t a “radical leftist,” he was part of an extremist conservative movement called the “Groypers.” The seemingly liberal memes and references engraved on his bullet casings are dogwhistles that the group has appropriated as a deliberate tactic to confuse their opponents and hide their true beliefs. Kirk was killed by someone who thought he wasn’t conservative enough.
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Irretraceable
(I had an epiphany a little while ago that I’ve been struggling to articulate. I consider this “Attempt 1;” I expect there’ll be more.)
The past is a line
The future is a fractal
Their paths never touch
But a fractal’s path
Can be everywhere at once
Passing through all points
You can’t walk backwards
But the path in front of you
Has limitless reach
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Scorched
My daughter had a tantrum the other day and called me “the worst piece of cheese ever” and I think I have a new favorite insult.
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One-Sided
The abyss is a very good listener, but it’s terrible at making conversation. Every time it speaks, it’s just an echo.
I’m getting tired of the sound of my own voice.
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Teaching Is Hard
TFW you’re writing a post titled “<popular physics concept> Demystified” and you realize your draft is 1500 words and counting and should probably be broken up into two or three separate posts and if you still want to say “demystified” you’re definitely gonna have to start over from scratch.
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I Am One of *Those* Programmers
Content note: shoes with toes
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In Search of Secrets 