

Pivot tables are what separate us from the ape.
Pivot tables are what separate us from the ape.
Seriously, it was right there.
I am not a socialist, trade unionist, or a Jew, so I don’t see any problems here.
Coronation Street. I spend $10 a month for a BritBox subscription to watch just that.
Oh no! Forever is such a long time!
Oh cool, congrats Disney.
Nice pair of sunglasses. Wanted them, didn’t need them, bought them anyway. My wife thinks they look nice on me. Win win.
What has worked (a little bit) for me…
Make notes and reminders everywhere. Everywhere. I have time blocked off on my work calendar, do this specific task at this time, do this specific task at this time, 15 minutes of fucking around time in between. I will literally make a calendar appointment for taking breaks from work. I have a Kanban board of personal tasks to work on. I have alarms on my phone and watch reminding me to take a break for lunch or when to clean the litter boxes, etc.
One benefit of having reminders everywhere is that even when I’m consciously avoiding “The Thing I am Supposed to be Doing,” there’s a higher probability that I will land on something else productive to do instead of zoning completely out. I know I need to write this report by the end of the day, but I just saw a reminder that I need to reschedule my dental appt. Great, I still did something productive. Now I’m one step closer to actually writing that report.
It’s also important to give yourself grace and acknowledge that you’ll never be perfectly productive. Sometimes my 15 minute fuck-around break last 30 minutes. That’s OK. Breathe and get through it. Find the next post-it note or block of time on the calendar that tells me what I should be doing and make an honest attempt to do that. It’s not 100% effective, but it does help set the guardrails so I don’t get too far off track.
Glad your kid is safe. Cannot imagine getting that phone call.
Not for the music video so much, but the song “5 out of 6” by Dessa. Such a great hype song. Cannot walk normal when this is in the earbuds, have to strut.
Since this is from a few months ago, I decided to check…he won reelection.
My wife enjoyed it as a simple popcorn flick, I enjoyed ranting about it on the drive home.
“Ok guys, listen up! Emperor’s been killed, and we got a whole bunch of dead senators, gladiators, and soldiers in the Colosseum. I know you guys have probably heard there’s an army of 5,000 soldiers marching in a straight line right outside the walls and also that there’s another army of 6,000 people that just got mentioned in the previous scene, but still we got a job to do. We gotta get these dead bodies outta the Colosseum right this instant!”
“Boss, you want us to clean the whole Colosseum right now, when it was loosely implied that the whole city was fomenting a riot?”
“You’re goddamn right, Wazlowski! All the bodies, weapons, any debris, I want it gone. Now!”
“Alright, boss, you got it. What do you want us to do with the giant platform that all the senators and that old lady were tied to? Obviously we’d remove that, too, right?”
“Don’t get smart with me, Wazlowski. Unchain all the dead senators, have someone climb up onto the giant platform and untie the dead broad, remove absolutely every bit of the carnage that’s still raining down all around us, but don’t move the giant platform one inch! That gladiator who got on a horse and chased Denzel Washington out of here a few minutes ago even though it doesn’t make any sense that he and Denzel both ended up riding horses out of the same gate based on where they were literally seconds earlier, that guy may want to come back here immediately after the battle to gently touch the giant platform with his hand and stoically stare off into the distance, considering all he’s lost…and all he’s gained.”
Late the the party, just saw this a couple days ago. What a ridiculous film.
Maybe I’m overly snarky but my initial read of this headline was, “See, it can happen to someone whose life is valuable, too! It doesn’t just affect minorities and welfare queens that you secretly think kinda deserve it.”
Some things are in our control and others not.
Epictitus, The Enchiridion
Boston is further north than NYC.
I’m in a fight club, but I’m not supposed to talk about it.
At the moment, it’s that I’ve been awake since 2AM because I can’t shut my brain off about an issue I think might come up later this week at work, that I have no control over, yet can’t help but feel responsible for.
And I would really like to just get some fucking sleep because I’m not being paid to worry about this shit right now.
Every year we have a big family group chat to decide who will bring what to Thanksgiving even though everyone ends up bringing the same thing every year. I always bring pies.
This year, my young, recently-married cousin said his wife was going to bake a pumpkin pie. He got that message out just moments before I hit send on my annual “I’ll bring pies” text. A few minutes later I got a text from my dad saying, “Your grandma wanted to make sure you didn’t buy a pumpkin pie since Allie is going to make one.” I said I did see it and I promised not to upstage the newest member of the family. Apple and cherry were still mine to cover.
Three days later grandma died in her sleep, and I take that as a sign to never buy pumpkin pie again.