With the exception of the arts, humans having opposable thumbs surely represents the biggest waste of opportunity and potential in the universe.
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Last night I stood in my dark kitchen.
I saw the moon fit in a single opening
of the horizontally divided outside.
I said I love you moon.
Not for your indifference,
but for your steadfastness.
I just saw some more of the footage from the Trump rally where he stood on stage and played music for almost 40 minutes. I suppose many of you have seen it too.
Marjorie Taylor Green declared yesterday, with maps of southeastern US as props, that Democrats are capable of controlling the weather and that they used this power to wreak havoc and destruction on the red state havens of their enemies.
I must thank her for erasing the last tiny vestiges of belief I clung to in the gravitas of responsible leadership. I’m not naive but I desperately wanted to believe that being close to the highest levels of power in our democracy would inspire some level of seriousness and sense of duty.
No. The only person stupider than MTG is me.
The use of the word ‘like’ in every phrase uttered by these two student radio DJs has the effect of numbing my ears.
I imagine being buried in a snowfall of the word until nothing in the aural landscape is discernible. My fingers remain warm.
I went for a walk downtown.
I tried the door of a restaurant but it was locked. I went somewhere else to eat. I went into a store and bought a book by an author I’ve read before.
I stopped in a coffee shop and got a large cup. Paper or styrofoam? Paper please.
I walked home, taking a different route.
I don’t know how far I walked. I didn’t take the device that measures. There will be no more ledgering the vectors of trips like these.
I have a commitment to measure something I’ll do later this month. After that, I will lop off those metrics forever and see what might replace them.