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Cake day: July 14th, 2023

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  • Absolutely true story.

    I was a latchkey Gen-X. Once, as a young teenager, I was sure I witnessed a UFO landing in my back yard. It was night in the fall, and I was alone.I was alerted to a sound like a giant vacuum cleaner. I looked outside and saw smoke and a big machine with lights, either in my back yard or neighboring field. It crept closer, and spun around. My heart was racing.

    Then I realized it was a combine tractor in the neighboring field, harvesting cross at night. The smoke was dust from the harvest. That’s when I realized: Anything can be a UFO if you are bad at identifying things, and don’t realize it’s not flying.













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    It’s worse than that. I live in a rural Midwestern state, and have seen huge expensive trucks outside of a tiny home in terrible condition. Their truck is probably equally expensive as their home. It’s sucking all of their income and driving them into poverty.

    Also near me, there was a billboard advertisement that said simply, “YOU NEED A TRUCK” with a picture of one of these monsters. I see people driving them around hauling nothing. It’s about 30% of the vehicles on the road. It’s a culture I will never understand.


  • Holy shit! This post gave me an epiphany.

    I was a cartoonist for the student newspaper, and drawing a funny comic strip every day was grueling. But I did better when I drank a Coca Cola before I started to brainstorm. Later, guess what - diagnosed ADHD.

    Anyway, I probably took 2-3 hours on each comic, and was paid $5 per strip. And spent some of that on soda. So, it was a labor of love and foolishness. Also, I was semi-famous on campus for edgy cartoons that were occasionally funny, most of which I am embarrassed about in middle age.





  • Grim Fandango is an amazing story about life and death and love…

    … Built upon an engine where the protagonist walks around at sloth speed. Manny Calavaras just sashays along, and there’s no way to speed his ass up. I wish you could hit escape or something to skip him walking in and out of scenes, but nope! I’m forced to watch him drag his feet from location to location.

    But the most touching parts of the story stick with me after 20 years.