I think I am anyway. There was no reason for my absence. I just didn’t feel like adding anything else to this project. It felt like it had run its course and I wasn’t too keen on beating a dead horse. Maybe this is a rebirth, or a death knell, or a whimper while I move on. Time will tell. Continue reading We’re Back
If you spend enough time at this you start to see everyone as a character. Their little quirks and idiosyncrasies become synecdoche. Their rhetorical tropes stop sounding new or interesting. Anecdotes start to feel rehearsed. Continue reading Volume XXIX – March 2024
I’m told I’ve lived through a “Golden Age of Television.” It was a time when the creativity cup of Hollywood ran over, sprinkling well-developed human drama dust on almost everything executives touched. Continue reading The Golden Age of Television
I live by the undying belief that I know absolutely nothing about the interior lives of anyone I meet. Sure I can guess. I can paint a mental picture, put them in a box, ascribe thoughts and feelings that are maybe a projection of what I want them to be. Continue reading Things We Don’t Know
If you’ve read anything I’ve ever written then you already know that I’m in awe of the absurdity of late capitalism. I particularly like news that is stranger than fiction. Events so far beyond our collective imagination that we can’t quite make rational sense as to how we arrived at our present moment. Continue reading Late Capitalist Signals in the Void
I remember the sky was clear and the sun was warm on my back. I was maybe 5 years old. My family had recently moved to a house with a swimming pool. It had one of those slides that does a half-twist and spits you out into the middle, between the deep and shallow ends. Continue reading Volume XXVIII – January 2024
I could tell you that I saw a run-down industrial strip of land, perfectly situated along the river, and that I imagined an urban utopia rising in its place. Continue reading Fishtown Stories – Sam Scott
I have to admit, first, that I’m lucky to be here at all. The journey to this discrete location is long and arduous. I do it because I feel a compulsion to speak, to yell even, into this microphone and regale you with the latest news you won’t hear from official sources. Continue reading Dispatches from the Future, #1
Sometimes, when I’m sitting here with nothing to do, my mind starts to wander. Sometimes it happens when I’m avoiding work that needs to be done. Sometimes I act like I’m working while straining to overhear other people’s conversations. There are these moments when people are talking and they pause to scan their surroundings. They … Continue reading Volume XXVII – November 2023
This review is a little different. I don’t care much about the company’s history. And I’m not impressed by where people have worked before. There is a weird badge of honor people wear or a general cache that seems to come from working at one of the big tech firms. Continue reading Humane, A Product Review
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