I will be rewarded by god if I am able to keep from tweeting about my personal experiences with B*rnie M*reno

Texting with mom 😌

Cannot believe that the good people of the Ohio BMV did not see fit to deny an application for an “SS 88” vanity plate 🥴

In case anyone is wondering what my “vibe” has been like lately, Chad and I watched Repulsion (1965) the other day and he said, “She reminds me of you.”

Happy Sweetest Day, Ohio 💝

Emailing with mom 😌

In what might be the greatest local record store development of my time, the kid working at My Mind’s Eye has cleared out the corner and created a seating area. I am, for the first time ever, peacefully seated with my purchases while Chad finishes browsing. God is good.

Trying to remember this…

Work email subject line: “Just hours left to register for time management class!”

The Spotify algorithm’s attempts to make sense of my listening data are resulting in truly humiliating audiobook recommendations… Sex Guide for Men… Think Faster Talk Smarter… The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck… this is what I get for listening to so much Sun Kil Moon

Here in Cleveland, someone in my neighborhood has a homemade Proud Boys sign. I can’t imagine having a case of brainworms so severe that I’m driven to signal to my fascist in-group via a minimalist mockup of a Fred Perry polo that I’ve constructed myself & mounted in my yard.

RIP Dorothy Allison 💗

The library knows I’m suffering and is trying to ease my pain by buying copies of everything I’ve bookmarked

The two most Italian American things about my uncle’s obituary are: 1) he loved body building and rock and roll and 2) he was a beloved cousin of many.