People are willing to project nearly infinite amounts of mystery on to old library music made by guys who are probably still alive, probably in Burbank, and probably still making fake songs for TBS shows called like Outclassed.

I’m obsessed with lost media (lost film, slightly different but whatever) and I love this story of, basically, a guy lying about watching porn. But it’s wild how much “lost media” is just people failing to recognize when something is clearly library music. rollingstone.com/music/music-ne…

Mostly on a social media hiatus but had to say: I went up to Tulelake, California, way in the nowhere northeast, and I saw a herd of wild horses for the first time. They were running through a meadow and it was even more majestic than I could have possibly imagined.

Redding, California.

On the way to being the best song in the history of the record business. Obnoxious that he did it like fifty other times.

Happy big 87 to Jack Nicholson, an actor who if you stop doing the voice for a few seconds is actually better than you remember. Serious candidate for best actor alive. He just did most of it more than 30 years ago and he seems like a scumbag, but bad news about actors.

Heard the most horrible child’s voice earlier screaming “LET’S GO PLAY,” just completely unbearable, and it gradually dawned on me that it was actually a parrot.

I wrote about Norm Macdonald and O.J. Simpson for GQ. gq.com/story/only-nor…

While people are posting Norm's Update jokes en masse, an underrated one:

In Walnut Creek, California, anyone who turns in his gun can now get free therapy. And anyone who does not turn in his gun can get free anything.

Hey, my friend Paul Duane 🏳️‍⚧️’s debut feature, All You Need is Death, is screening tonight and tomorrow at the Alamo Drafthouse in LA. You should go. Guy flew in all the way from Dublin and I’ve heard nothing but good things about it. youtu.be/30iDkjH6UqA?si…

I know we’re all mourning the loss of a great man today, Norm Macdonald. But for what it’s worth, I strongly suspect that he would have zagged and talked about the sadness of a retired family man getting cancer.

I’m convinced there are at least three stages when your wife is out of town for a week: days one and two are attempting to have fun and treat yourself, day three is creeping dread, and by day four you’re in full blown “oh my God, I literally don’t know how to be an adult” mode.

i would position it in movie theaters.

After hearing so much about it, that new Coppola movie better be an insane miscalculated fiasco. I’m gonna be really mad if it’s just boring.

Love how Gene Hackman trends every few weeks for the crime of being an extremely elderly private citizen in New Mexico. If anything, I’m just impressed that he can still drive.

This is the best thing Dolly Parton has put out in decades. youtu.be/e2qvHyFVm20?si…

Happy birthday to the implausibly alive Roger Corman. One of the most important filmmakers ever. He made them fun, sinful and cheap. King of the dirtbags.

Littlerock, California.

There’s a cybertruck in our neighborhood now and it’s honestly impressive how ugly that thing is on a real life non-car commercial road. Looks like a prop from a bad movie, like if you ripped off the frame you’d find an old Camry underneath.

Dunsmuir, California.