I’m not interested in a divorce from reality. A short separation, on the other hand, seems to be a good idea.
I am the egg-man.
You know you are getting old when that thin, foil-wrapped packet that you diligently keep in your pocket or purse is a packet of Ibuprofen.
I skipped my mid-life crisis: I was too busy at work.
Or, as it now seems, perhaps I was just postponing it for retirement.
I’ve reached that point in my life when all I want for Chanukah is socks.
“[Sam Bankman-Freid] held himself out as a philosopher king, a devotee to esoteric ethical precepts and a concerned billionaire who was committed to saving the world from ugly political currents; after the collapse, he confessed that this was all marketing nonsense (“this dumb game we woke westerners play”).”
— Cory Doctoroff
Kevin Smith is the only man over the age of 19 who is allowed to wear a ballcap backward. He makes it look good. The rest of us are just pretenders. (Kevin looks great, by the way. He looks like a man, not a moon.)
Some people just want to watch the world burn. Others make a really good living starting fires or pouring gasoline on them.
Don’t let them do your thinking for you.
Be the light.