apr 20 in idea barrages

Television shows, even web shows, that are recorded in chunks and stripped daily or weekly are so weird right now. It’s like there’s this… delayed world behind us that hasn’t shut down yet that seems silly and daft and impossible, mocking us with its existence.

If you play Fantasy Baseball against Satan, are you literally in league with the devil?

Now that it’s raining instead of snowing further and further north because of pollution driven climate change, are they no longer polar, rather now drizzly bears?

Yurden Tutin would be a great fake Eastern European nom de plume.

I am stir-crazy to the verge of getting tortillas, folding them, cutting them up like construction paper snowflakes and frying them to see if I can make giant Dorito snowflakes.

I am on the verge of writing a parody of that one Chris Rock song, except about wicca, called “There’s No Hex In The Samhain Room”.

I am on the verge of writing a My Sharona parody, not about “My Corona” because ha ha ha, 500,000 people have done that this week, no, about a comic book convention and it’s called “Nine Fedoras”.

Under Ben Carson, HUD is capital C Corrupt, so does that make it CHUD?