Korean food and cultural similarities
I don’t wonder how much of the mental clutter we have in our lives is a result of this constant stream of unended stories in our mind, some of which will never reach a conclusion. The 8 book series we’ll never get around to reading, or the TV show cancelled after only 1 season without an ending. All these things are left dangling in our minds, and it’s something that our tribal storytelling didn’t worry about.
Every story begins somewhere, even a story about telling stories. I hate to write something that ends with a bit of a cliffhanger and risks feeling too fluffy without any meat, but I have to get this out in order to move on. I hope you’ll forgive me
I’ll write something new one of these days
Written back in Costa Rica, part of a continuation on musings regarding expectations. Amusingly enough, managing expectations is the one of these I still haven’t posted yet.
maybe life wasn’t quite as terrible as I thought
Eventually I begin to plead with The Cuban who thinks the sea and the puke and the rain is sort-of par for the course and looks at me in much the same way that any action movie hero would look at a sidekick who said ‘Rather that shoot the bad guys, can we just go home and nap? I missed my pilates class and I’m feeling gassy” Which is to say he called me a pussy with his eyes.
You: A person in need of some extra Karma on a rapidly approaching day of rapture.
Me: A person in need of cold hard cash…
I think this whole rapture thing is going to work out for everybody.
Talking to ZoeOnAOL back when she was cool. Talking to yourself makes you crazy, what about talking to a non-sentient robot?
This picture doesn’t have anything to do with the article. The article is about me fucking with chatbots. The picture is a grim look at our future.
A little bit of lovey dovey poetry for you.
A sleeptime princess drolled out my name through a haze of fading life I cast her out into the world of dreams to be predator, lover,wife She raised an arm, gesturing in my way blinked her eyes shut and, then tried to smile I placed a solemn finger on her lids and left a fleeting…