Seriously, what the fuck is Perimenopause’s problem? What reason does he have to be such a miserable little shitgibbon? There one goes, just trucking along, getting another year older and miser [not a typo, have you seen the economy?], and finally making progress in loving oneself and then—BAM!
Thanks to Chicken Dynasty (to whom I owe the excellent screencaps in this post), back in November 2025, I watched the first episode of Blake’s 7, a British dystopian science fiction show, that more than makes up for its modest budget with powerful and uncomfortably prescient storytelling. Set in
CW: grandparent loss +++++ My grandmother died. I’m not ready to write about it yet, but if you’re wondering when it happened, you could say it was last month. It was last month in the sense that is when an ICU doctor looked at her brain activity and declared
Apageseis (verb form of agape, noun): to show a conscious, chosen, and unconditional love, typically through active goodwill and self-sacrifice -cene (affix): a division of geological time from the Greek kainos, new. If you’re feeling conflicted about celebrating 250 years of the United States, you’re not alone.
In a recent post about Jurassic Park (1993), I argued that the design of the visitors’ center as metatext supports the thesis of the overall film as a text. This week, I want to talk about how the design of the interior of the building does the same. “But Hype,
In what will be a surprise to absolutely no one, I’ve been struggling with writing because of chronic illness and ::gestures broadly at the state of the world::. When I’ve been feeling well enough to write, it has felt frivolous to write silly little nonsense about silly little
Hasta la vista, Substack, y chinga la maldita migra
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From July 21 & 22, 2025
No, not the romantic kind. That's probably really nice and I'm happy for y'all
Back in June when I first watched Jaws, I promptly gushed to a neighbor about it. Instead of immediately making a swift and desperate exit from the probably one-sided conversation, he pulled a total dad move and asked what other classics I hadn’t seen yet. Then, he pulled