scorching

the guac

one more for the road

from the newsletter gloria (a newsletter for women in their 40s? generally?) (judgmental bolding my own):

All this reminded us of the The Cut essay titled “Let TikTok Die!” Similar to how a long vacation can make you realize you hate your job, “The temporary shutdown invited an uncomfortable period of introspection, as I thought back on the many hours of my one wild and precious life I’d spent scrolling my way to oblivion,” writes Shannon Keating. …Passively consuming video clips and hot takes from a thousand ignoramuses is not the best way to get your news. Particularly now. When tragic events like fires and plane crashes occur, a lot of know-nothings who think their voice needs to be heard are drowning out real experts.

good things #776543

• mint chocolate chip ice cream
• those SNL docs (minus the writers one) (sorry writers)
• this king sized bed
• Teddy’s sweet lil face

horrible things

• that plane crash in washington and what the poor air traffic controller and the person who had to leave early and the supervisor who allowed it are going through now (incredible essay about the [honestly inspiring] “just culture” of the aviation industry — “A just organizational culture recognizes that a high level of operational safety can be achieved only when the root causes of human error are examined; who made a mistake is far less important than why it was made.”)

M-U-D

next life I get to be a writer for Sesame Street — forgive me, i can’t get this to embed and i’m too wooly to figure it out

https://www.instagram.com/reel/DFS-LXzNHmH/?igsh=c3dtanBoeDBjajIy

wonders what plane rides feel like

am close to quitting ghost detective because should be reading actual books or being a real human instead of playing ghostly new orleans seek-and-find games, but — until then — a poignant tidbit about red babineaux

somehow am now addicted to this game

this chair

our desire may know no end

liked this bit from haley nahman’s most recent newsletter:

In his book Status Anxiety, Alain de Botton posits that Americans are more susceptible to envy because we’re obsessed with equal opportunity and are therefore less likely to accept our circumstances. I find this pretty convincing, because it doesn’t concern whether “equal opportunity” actually exists here (it obviously doesn’t), but rather our shared belief that it does, which impacts our sense of what’s possible and therefore our disappointment at not living up to all of it. That sense of what’s possible is everything, and as the realm of what we consider possible expands into absurd territory (never get old! never work! fix the “unattractive” way your eyelids move!), our desire may know no end.

NEVER GET OLD! BE BETTER IN EVERY WAY! ETC ETC

suggestions for 2025

avoiding resolutions this year in favor of…suggestions? although honestly it’s more of a more/less list:

• more fun
• fewer headaches
• stronger body
• more cooking? (enh)