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Monday, July 31, 2017

i'm an enterprising yūng man, full of inertia and harnesser of the synergy

🇨🇦 British Columbia isn't British or Columbian 🇨🇦 /END PSA

_ _ _ _ _ itz good itz all good

Sunday, July 30, 2017

Saturday, July 29, 2017

If two friends both named Eugene decided to start a band, it would have to be called Twogene, right?

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

might go see Dunkirk in IMAX tonight or tomorrow
really truly makin the best use of my time

Low-Flying Plane ✈️ > Low-Flying Fruit 🍉

Lto theOto theL

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

People often talk about which came first the chicken or the egg but they rarely ever mention the feather, or The Magic Feather™, which theoretically could have existed a long time ago and given birth to a chicken, "mid-hatch style," thus negating the entire argument, because, like, have you ever touched a feather? They weird as shit.

Monday, July 24, 2017

live transmission
2nite (26 july 17) @ 12:00:00 AM EST

a brief+cosmic 🎵 interlude of improvisation&song

Something from the future for my friends

Friday, July 21, 2017

Omg this is good

F Spotify

So... I'd read about the dreaded 10,000-song library cap on Spotify accounts not too long ago, and I was thinking, "Damn, I gotta be getting close." And––sure enough––just this morning, I try to save some albums to my account and I get the above message inside the blue stripe. (Sidebar: Why blue? Should be a deathly red, because that's how it felt getting the cheeky, way-too-cute alarm.)

Look, Spotify is bad for about a 100 reasons. But despite/in spite of all of them, it was PRETTY GOOD and it had MOST OF THE MUSIC. That was always my bar. I'll gladly pay $10 a month to listen to MOST OF THE MUSIC on apps/players that both work and designed PRETTY GOOD. This was my policy. But I have my limits. The "Save Album" feature was crucial. Because, each and every week, I trick myself into thinking I have the time to listen to ~3-9 new records that come out, and I have Google Calendar system and everything, alerting me when said records are live in the wild. But now that I can't tag these records, I'm not sure what the hell I'm supposed to do.

And make no mistake about it, this is dumb. There is no reason for this cap. I'm not downloading 10,000 songs; I'm merely tagging them so they'll easily show up in my library. 10,000 could not be a more arbitrary number. Their stock response is basically, "Well not many people save that much music so... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ "

It really is infuriating and I'm currently ripping music off the Spotify web player on my laptop because fuck it. I'll probably cancel my account now too.

In happier tech news, I finally figured out to "hack" my kindle tablet to access the Google Play store so now I can download a bunch of time-wasting apps on that thing and free up some space on my iPhone. Hooray.

Thursday, July 20, 2017

The T H I NG about this blog is that it''ll be something for a-while then it will be different, then something else entirely

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

👄 It's 5:55 but the 🐍 is always smiling 👄

Finally the last old thing I am republishing here. In 2010/2011 I was pretty obsessed with the Andrew WK 'controversy' and compiled a rather lengthy post about it with the outrageously pretentious title "My Advanced Hero: Andy Wilkes-Krier, or The Possibly Contrived Advancement of Andrew WK" which you can read in its mostly unedited form below. I will add that the story seems to have dissipated, though I don't follow 'the news' close enough to tell you for sure.

What do our Billboard #1 albums say about American culture?

Another dispatch from the past. Preserved here... for some reason.

On the day after Halloween 2009, I wrote the piece "Does Baseball = Self-Loathing?" and the world would never be the same. Would you like to read it now?

Two days before Halloween in 2009, I wrote the following piece, "Google is like Led Zeppelin (only better)." I'd like to share it with you now. I love you.

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Tuesday, July 18, 2017

I wanna run, don't nowhere

Last night I killed a roach on the side of my house with paper towels, my hand cloaked in an oven mitt.

Friday, July 14, 2017


Sports ...  I fucking love em.

July 14, 2017 at 07:44AM

Another day I'm up at like 6:15 and my two year old is still asleep. Ay caramba!

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

I'm secretly pissed friends are coming down to Philly tomorrow night (to see a different show) and I'm missing this.

121212[today; and the next 7 days r also palindromes]121212

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

Monday, July 10, 2017

I can say with 100% certainty that if WFAN hires Chris Christie to replace Mike, I will NEVAH listen to that station for the rest of my life.
Sometimes I get emails that were meant for a real estate agent in Utah who has the exact same name as me and I find them pretty amusing. I think about this Alternate Me selling ski property in Park City and I just chill inside that thought.