Evan Ozimek-Maier
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semanticelitist.bsky.social
Evan Ozimek-Maier
@semanticelitist.bsky.social
I write things.
Had a blast at @edgarwright.bsky.social’s cerebral powder keg, The Running Man. Breathless, prescient, source-faithful, and a solid reminder they don’t really make em like this any longer.
November 19, 2025 at 8:03 PM
Watching the crew cut down a dead tree in front of my house is the best TV I’ve seen in a while.
November 11, 2025 at 5:44 PM
And here we are at that point in life when I’ve traded worrying about my parents hearing naughty lyrics to worrying about my child hearing naughty lyrics.
October 22, 2025 at 5:20 PM
It’s fall and Caramel Corn Chex is a 10/10.
September 23, 2025 at 1:00 AM
Ennui that is also, somehow, uplifting.
September 16, 2025 at 8:33 PM
Just spied a kid in a park playing with Devil Sticks. An obvious arbiter of what else is soon to return with a vengeance: yin-yang necklaces, slap bracelets, aliens, that one Charlotte Hornets windbreaker…
August 22, 2025 at 8:12 PM
Welp, that’s it for me. The SNL cast looks like kids and I’m dead. 💀
July 30, 2025 at 1:48 PM
So are we just going to have to listen to boomer music in every public space until the heat death of the universe, or…?
July 24, 2025 at 10:34 PM
Cyberpunk, as a sub-genre, has always somehow operated in this fascinating gray area between covetousness and condemnation. Will that dynamic tilt to one side of the scale when our fiction eventually becomes our reality?
July 11, 2025 at 6:32 PM
I’d give anything to pick Sartre’s brain on Microsoft developers.
June 4, 2025 at 8:56 PM
Really sad about the @polygon.com layoffs. I’ve been an ardent fan since back when @griffinmcelroy.bsky.social was stuffing plastic toys in his gob, and so this corporate buyoutification feels like losing a bunch of good, old (parasocial) friends.
May 2, 2025 at 12:40 AM
Thank you, @johngreensbluesky.bsky.social, for your absolute gift of a quote on your recent @99pi.org guest spot. “I refuse to feel hopeless” is exactly the right message for exactly the right moment.
April 9, 2025 at 3:39 PM
Good. God. That seventh episode of Paradise.
March 27, 2025 at 5:07 PM
I’m fascinated by the Venn diagram of people I see at The Moth readings who I can only describe as “NPR extroverts.”
March 26, 2025 at 2:27 AM
Why is it that 200 hours in some games feels like a Herculean accomplishment of patience and fortitude and in others feels as if things are only *just* clicking into place?
March 17, 2025 at 11:14 PM
Today’s amazing, accidental band name, as heard on the Besties podcast: Monster Closets. Thank you, @plante.bsky.social, for your contribution.
February 14, 2025 at 9:04 PM
“Soul poverty” is one of the most devastating things I’ve read in recent memory. Also would make a great band name.
February 12, 2025 at 11:52 PM
We live in a world in which there’s a band called Flying Mojito Bros, and that fact is like a salve for the soul.
February 12, 2025 at 2:30 PM
Guacamole is a fruit salad
February 7, 2025 at 1:10 PM
Old man rant inbound: Back in the day, I would have KILLED for a push notification about a snow day. Today’s kids will never know the abject misery and eyeball pain of hopefully staring at a scroll on the bottom of the TV screen and waiting for it to “go back around” at 5:00 in the morning.
February 6, 2025 at 2:25 PM
It says a lot about the power of nostalgia that I am currently more excited to play my new retro gaming handheld than I am my modern, high end console.
January 28, 2025 at 3:45 PM
Enormous thanks to @cynthiapelayo.bsky.social for putting #2025pit together today.
What if the only way to rebuild a fractured family is to embrace the cracks? That’s the question Richard & his children Caleb and Sammy must face through loss and grief in my multi-POV manuscript A YEAR OF AWKWARD CONVERSATIONS. Comps: THE BEE STING & THIS IS WHERE I LEAVE YOU.
#2025pit #A #LF
January 28, 2025 at 12:10 AM
How is it that winter—yes, cold, blustery winter—has climbed so zealously in the season rankings of my middle age?
January 27, 2025 at 4:55 PM
What if the only way to rebuild a fractured family is to embrace the cracks? That’s the question Richard & his children Caleb and Sammy must face through loss and grief in my multi-POV manuscript A YEAR OF AWKWARD CONVERSATIONS. Comps: THE BEE STING & THIS IS WHERE I LEAVE YOU.
#2025pit #A #LF
January 27, 2025 at 2:09 PM
A blank page never scared me. Now, too many *full* pages, on the other hand…
January 27, 2025 at 1:36 AM