Celebrating my birthday the responsible way today — buying more Bitcoin.

GM nostr! They say it can’t be done. But with water, gravity, and a complete disregard for physics, I will unshrink this shirt.

Is that brief pause in hold music intentional? Calculated? A psychological ploy to keep us alert and hopeful that someone’s just about to pick up?

By the time you recognize a pattern and build the conviction to act on it, it doesn’t reverse because you acted — it reverses because, statistically, it was due to.

If you find yourself at a Flower Child — I do not recommend the avocado hummus.

Got some new patio furniture

My sister just orange-pilled my coffee. Gifted me a blend that combines two of my favorite things. She nailed it. Time to brew some freedom. #bitcoin #coffee

That’s it. My ice cream just got shrinkflated from 850 to 720 calories. If that’s not the clearest market signal, I don’t know what is. And the kicker? They kept the volume the same and quietly cut the mass - like we wouldn’t notice.

I was at least 50 yards away with no line of sight in the airport today, yet my nasal passages were suddenly accosted by something slimy, slightly overdue, and unmistakably sweaty. I thought - surely not. Here too? It couldn’t possibly be. Maybe someone had just opened a paper bag holding turkey, nestled between two soggy slices of wheat bread left out in the sun too long. Maybe a cucumber had been rotting in someone’s suitcase since their last excursion. Maybe a utility cart just rolled by, carrying a wet mop soaked in mustard. Or perhaps some cold cuts had fused with their plastic wrap and evolved into something new - yet nostalgically tragic. But no. Unfortunately not. It was the promise of freshness. It was Subway.

Don’t let incompetence stop you. Don’t let competence mislead you. Neither is a reason by itself to act - or not act.

Did Oreo realize they weren’t just making a cookie, but laying the foundation for ice cream immortality? Did they grasp the full, dairy-shattering frozen gravity of their creation?

You used to be able to get a full meal for the price of a custard.

Ah yes, the push-door trash can. Because nothing says hygienic waste disposal like shoving your hand through a swinging flap of communal filth. A triumph of design, truly.

Thunderbolts* - turns out all Marvel had to do was make a decent, normal movie again. Imagine that. Maybe there’s hope.

Not saying 100 men would beat a gorilla… but 100 men could beat a gorilla. For sake of the argument no tools allowed, just wits. Personally, I’d go with the “lure it into a pit and starve it out” strategy. Anyone got a better plan? Is a pit a tool?

Even at $10 a dozen, are eggs really a bad deal? That’s 72g of protein for $10. I’m not exactly thrilled about it, but maybe we’re just reacting emotionally to a shift in expectations. Am I way off here?

What is that ungodly and haunting smell? Oh… there’s a subway

Bought new coffee for my moka pot even though I loved the old one. Got greedy. Paid the price.

A big lie I tell myself is that I can make hard work less hard by working from somewhere fun.

When making your bed, there’s a quick trick to getting the fitted sheet right on the first try: as you’re picking the corners, your brain should be absolutely certain there’s no way it’s ever going to fit.