april 22 in idea barrages

Cake Boss presumes an opposing force, a Cake Union, to save the humble Cakeman from the oppression of the Cakemachine. As foretold in the novel, THE CAKE JUNGLE.

A snuggie but it has the text of THE FOUNTAINHEAD all over it and it’s called a smuggie.

If I was on the Missouri business council, I would DEFINITELY go with the catch phrase “Missouri Loves Companies!” for our marketing pitch. I don’t care if it would work or not. You just don’t pass up on a pun like that. You go down in flames for a pun like that.

Tuberculosis is fit for human consumption.

Being one of the smarter dogs on Earth would have a cache to it, knowing a few more tricks than the rest, but when time came to do algebra, it’d be meaningless, you’d be as lost as any other dog. This is what being human against the vastness of the universe feels like, sometimes.

A mash-up of “Mama Mia” and “Hey Hey, My My” built around their shared usage of “my my”.

No matter your agenda, you don’t want Elon Musk on your side. He’s a goddamn moron whose dadsy bribed folk with emeralds to tell him he’s a genius. He could screw up anything, no matter how good or sound. That braggadocios dullard could screw up a peanut butter and jelly sammich.

Try to have a phonographic memory instead. Try to focus on the memories that were groovy.