dec 16 in idea barrages

The white plastic garbage bags look just like the bottoms of snowmen. Or maybe vice versa. You can never tell around here.

There we go. There’s the sleep deprivation rush. There’s my brain singing the Beatles “Daytripper” about minesweeper video games for no reason. “She’s playin’ Miiiiiiiiiiinesweeper, 90s PC, yeah…”

A movie about a character trying to reconcile half their family being Hindu and half their family being Jewish after a death in their family called “Sitting Shiva”. There you go. Indie darling, Sundance, whole schmear. Cut me a check.

He didn’t like the term “wardrobe assistant”. He preferred “costumer service representative”.

A Little Mermaid Christmas Special that contains the classic carol “It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Fish Tits”.

Eventually, Samantha cursed her neighbors for their constant meddling, making their son Lenny into a terrible musician.

If you wanna know what the future’s gonna look like, no crystal ball or Delorian required. History books will tell you where we’re headed. Just pick a point in the past that looks like now and… then read ahead. Same as it ever was, beautifully, tragically.

I’m just a man, standing in front of the internet, asking it to understand that I am singing “On Top of Spaghetti’s” lyrics to the tune of “Chariots of Fire”.