Someone remind me that six weeks avoiding my strength routine has real consequences.

A charmingly obtuse electrical choice in my new bathroom: the only plug in the bathroom is linked to the main light switch. Can’t use it as a charger, or for a nightlight!

Moving day. For the first time, I’ve engaged movers who’re gonna do some of the actual packing too. This is harrowing, for no good goddamn reason besides my own trust issues.

Is there a way to utterly disable, and—with maximum prejudice—communicate my contempt for, the “AI” features in Notion?

Incomprehensibly, I’ve got Coheed & Cambria going in my brain jukebox. I haven’t listened to that record in… years? Am I having a stroke?

Minus-one to sick days, following yesterday’s episode of total exhaustion. Plus-one to four-hour naps, though!

We created a landscape designed to prioritize cars over human beings and the result was that human beings are only permitted to exist there if they hide inside a car!

While we’re at it, “flaccid” is pronounced consistent with “accident.” I will not be taking follow-up questions at this time.

Already missing the Portland of <checks calendar> yesterday. I’m sorry, steel-grey skies and drizzle—I’m sure you have your own charms(??).

Today's newsletter is about Marc Andreessen's "Techno-Optimist Manifesto" - a cynical, regressive and hypocritical screed that shows that the valley's most powerful and rich men are scared, and self-conscious that they've never created anything.
tinyurl.com/wyat101923

Burn Notice 😬😅