I genuinely do not want to be like this anymore. This isn’t sustainable. At all.

Anyway I’ve been thinking about how I basically can’t handle or try to
enjoy this holiday until the eve is upon us. Even before the associated trauma I wasn’t really gelling with Xmas til like. The 26th lol. 🤷

I’m an obstinate, belated hipster in nearly all things.

I know Jim suffered getting made up everyday but my god, they wouldn’t do that anymore, they’d just slap on some green tracking suit and mo-cap it. It might get the job done but it wouldn’t look the same.

You can see the care put into the art of that weird movie, is all.

I’m not saying y’all have to like Jim Carrey, but I am saying that in a world of AI slop and studio-rushed CGI, the makeup/costumes/hair/sets/practical effects of How The Grinch Stole Christmas are refreshingly excellent. 10/10.

Elbow is starting to feel better, but not without kicking my ass back into a horrible, full-body flare first.

Listen, I’m as shocked as the next guy; I wasn’t sure I’d ever be mobile enough to acquire an over-use injury, but ALSO: I am of the age, and have been playing uke like. Almost every day for three weeks. Ruh roh.