sep26 in idea barrages

All sex is causal sex, if you’re time traveling.

Celine Dion covers as metal songs and you call yourselves “Celine Dio”.

It isn’t about doing what makes you feel better, it’s about doing that which becomes lasting change, lasting good. If your unintended consequences, no matter your intentions, cause more hurt, that’s on you. No points for idealism, no takebacks for passion. We gotta actually help.

My current song to Ollie is an Aerosmith parody called “Dog Looks Like A Bunny”.

Running errands for family, after a delightful night of the flash fiction group and a short stop to celebrate the reopening of The Ren bar, I find someone else’s shopping list in the Price Chopper. The first item on the list is “Hannaford Pork Chops”. Life is strange.

A painting of a plastic Kool-Aid jug that is empty, no Kool-Aid in it, just the faux-frosted plastic of the jug with the raised letters you’d get if you send in 20 Kool points or whatever. Called “The Treachery of Marketing” with the caption “Ceci n’est pas une Kool-Aid”.

“Glass of Bourbon” and “Glad Suburban” sound too similar as phrases than to not be a hook for a song, somewhere.

Infrastructure suggests the existence of ultrastructure.