There is so much truth here. My thanks to Gregg Goriss for the tip.
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Getting a migraine at my desk, I had an exciting moment when I stood up to go get some nurofen. Both legs were asleep and collapsed eccentrically underneath me. I started to fall and realised I was probably going to break a limb. I had to perform a forward roll off the small raised platform in front of my bookshelf, over the sleeping dog, onto a hard concrete floor. Worked perfectly! (Except for a broken thumbnail.
I should be posting this over at Patreon, but it’s not the sort rubbish I want cluttering up people’s email, so I’m writing my thoughts here instead. The nice thing about Substack is that even though it’s designed as an email first platform, they’ve generously built in this nice blogging option too.
No idea where this is going to stream in Australia. Hopefully not on Ten, but it’s a fair chance given the CBS connection. I think I’d have to buy it on iTunes if it ended up on FTA, butchered by ads.
A thing I learned since we last talked; Vladimir Putin’s grandad was Josef Stalin’s chef. He lived to tell of it, and to gift us a bunch of Putin memes and GRU plots. But I suppose we can’t hold that against Grandpa Putin. The memes, at least, are fun.
The new Star Wars tactical fighter game looks pretty amazing. I could watch the gameplay video all day long.
Like a lot of people I know way too much about American politics. And I am sooo looking forward to cutting back on my roster of Never Trump podcasts, former Obama staffer newsletters and desperate pre-dawn headline checks with the New York Times and Washington Post. Having gorged myself on this shit for nearly four years now I’m constantly amazed by the idea of the ‘low information voter’ in America. I wonder, “How can you not?!?”
If you’re reading this, I am probably eating scrambled eggs. No. Seriously. I’m pretty much always eating scrambled eggs. A champion at the breakfast table, naturally, they’re also personal faves for lunch and dinner when I can’t be bothered thinking of anything else to eat.