I'm not gonna comment on Charlie Kirk

Safest way.

But I'd wager even money that the group who are absolutely appalled at the laughing emojis all over the reports are the same group who plaster that emoji over articles of drowning migrants.

My wife, in her haste, forgot the ice pack for her back. So I hauled it for 25 minutes across town, wrapped in a teatowel.

Which means - for 25 minutes - I was ready for my trip across the Galaxy.

Nobody came.

One more heartbreak in the voyage of life.

You can't call immigrants lazy moochers looking for government handouts and then round them up at Home Depots where you know they are looking for work.

You can't say immigrants don't follow the rules and then round them up in courthouses where they are following the rules.

Get your lies straight.

Reading Ripley Under Ground. The experience is not unlike the Talented Mr Ripley, where you're on edge throughout the book because you think that a) your sociopath and serial killer protagonist is going to get caught and b) this mindset doesn't reflect well on you. I'd probably DNF but I paid 99p.

I don't know who needs to hear this, but stop forcing habits onto yourself just because some guru says they lead to success. Those gurus don't lead your life. Don't assume they can manage it better than you can.

#SelfImprovement
#TrustYourself
#ProductivityMyths
#DoWhatWorksForYou

Just watched Aftersun. Absolutely cut me in half.

I now need to play chess with my daughter. Cards. Pool.

I need to be the dance partner when she has none. And her singing partner.

I cannot lay the daily grind cancel out why I do it.

Wow

Twenty books or book series that have influenced you or left a lasting impact. One a day, with no context, explanation, or justification.

Day 1 #BookChallenge #BookSky 💙📚

Reading Faceless Killers - the first Wallander book. So far the investigation seems incidental to Wallander's issues. He's fat, slovenly, divorced and an undiagnosed alcoholic. His daughter won't speak to him and his dad resents him. And yet ... he's a decent man. A flawed decent man.

'PAT testing' has always confounded me as a copywriter.

It's 'portable appliance testing testing.' My inner logic screams against it—and yet, I accept it.

Much like Black Friday sales: I know it's a fallacy, but I'm still be reaching for my wallet.

My daughter had a few words with me this morning. I need to start saying thank you to ChatGPT and Copilot for all the work they do. I will try and be better but it's a measure of comfort that my daughter will survive the impending AI apocalypse.

Right. Off to curl up with a slovenly, morose Swedish detective who has a daughter that's rejected him and a father who can't stand him. No - it's a book. What did you think I was talking about?

Bought theatre tickets. The receipt printed out with the tickets. I didn't know so just hung around, waiting for the lady to give me the receipt she'd already given. Eventually she said 'Thank you' in that nice 'stop crowding me you creepy bastard' way. This shall now haunt me for 20 years.

I've packed in X. Got tired of the Upside Down apocalypse vibes. I'm under no illusion that Bluesky is all blue skies but it might as well be after X.