The primary reason I haven't seen the gay hockey show is that I don't have HBO, the secondary reason is that I'm busy, and the tertiary reason is that after reading The Dreyfus Affair 20 years ago I explained my passions and accidentally turned two-thirds of my roommates into devout baseball RPF people in the process. And I just think there's too much going on right now for me to become a cult vector again, you know?

There are 2 separate people in my neighborhood selling multiple recent issues of the New Yorker on Facebook Marketplace and in their posts, both of them referred to their deep shame at giving up but they just can’t, you know? There’s no point in pretending they’re eventually going to read all those Isaac Chotiner interviews with hapless contrarians, and they already looked at all the cartoons. Anyway, I can’t tell if I want them to meet & get married or if I just suspect they have the same therapist.

it is done. I can feel it go down my throat. Welp. halfway through there it felt refreshing like a spring day. Wieeeeeeeeeerd.