breadmakesyoufat
BreadMakesYouFat
breadmakesyoufat

Just another case of the pervasive logical flaw that an adaptation of an existing property must first and foremost appeal to the fanbase of the source in order to be deemed somehow objectively successful. When, in fact, if the goal is to grow a fandom (and expand business, because entertainment is a business), it

I was a fan of the original as a kid. This remake is not for me. And that’s ok. Not everything has to be for me.

Thankfully, we have The Best People at the federal level looking out for us. That fever and shortness of breath you’re experiencing? That’s not the feeling of COVID-19. That’s the feeling of winning.

Went to Target today. It’s (not) amazing how a certain subset of society is oblivious to what’s going on and/or thinks their money/status (as an invincible white lady) will protect them from their reckless behavior. No mask, no gloves, and just casually going through the racks of athleisure, not actually buying

Any economy where even what’s considered the “middle” class is one medical problem away from financial ruin and has next to no savings to retire on is an economy that was already on the verge of failing before this and doesn’t deserve rescuing. It deserves replacing.

What frustrates me most about what’s going on is that all I see when I look around is opportunity and so much of will be squandered. We have a once-in-a-century chance to stop, think, and correct course on so many aspects of our world, to develop strategies for real beneficial change and have those strategies ready to

Yeah, it might take some time before people feel safe congregating at events, but the cheap gas that will be temporarily available immediately following this is going to be like a big green flag for people to start their engines and drive, drive, drive. “I’m just happy to be out of the house,” they’ll say.

I was at Target today stocking up on essentials, didn’t bring my reusable bags as recommended, and the cashier (no gloves, no face mask, but she made sure to have all her gaudy jewelry) was like “Looks like you’re going to get a lot of bags. Bet you’re glad they’re not charging for them!” So much about that encounter

With the growing concern of a Corona resurgence in the fall and polling places being the perfect breeding ground for spreading a virus, I’ve adopted a simple motto:

Even if we are both now married with kids, live 250 miles apart, she works as a nurse in Brooklyn, and I just want to send her a quick “Hope you’re staying safe as can be” message?

I don’t know what I’m more worried about, him finding a way to cancel or invalidate elections and stay in office, or the time between him losing and leaving (aka being escorted kicking and screaming from) office when he goes completely bonkers scorched earth and uses Nov-Jan as one last hurrah to punish all his

Millennials didn’t kill beer. Gen X killed beer when every dude with a passing understanding of basic chemistry and the tall dollars he made after five years in the tech industry decided to open a craft brewery solely to concoct the most rancid IPA hop-bomb they could come up with. I’m Gen X and I used to enjoy beer

There was an article over on The Takeout the other day that was like “What are you looking forward to after this is over?” Most comments were “hug my mom” or “go to my bar” or “take a trip.” I didn’t want to Debbie Downer everyone there, but all I could think was “What am I looking forward to after this? The

My recent realization: When all this is over, I’m going to be considered Upper Middle Class and my life won’t have changed a bit. Right now, I have a stable job that pays just enough for me to cover my utilities, my mortgage, daycare, and my debt payments with a little left over for some cheap takeout food and an

Back in the 80s we called them “spokesmodels” and they competed on Star Search. Competed for what, I don’t know, because I can’t name a single winner who went on to anything.

It’s ok to be bored sometimes. Life is filled with boring things. They’re what help us appreciate the interesting stuff even more. It’s like why immortality would make life meaningless—part of what makes something valuable is its rarity.

As a former production editor at several of the largest publishers in the world, I can tell you for a fact that publishers do not fact check memoirs. The expectation is that any fact checking has been done by the writer. This is why memoirs are about as useful as historical documents as movies “based on a true story.”

I spent a couple hours yesterday chopping wood from some dead apple trees I recently cut down. It was very satisfying. Although, I only use the wood for my firepit and don’t really want to light that up because my wife is a recovering asthmatic and I’m not looking to compromise her system right now. But, I have a lot

Maybe I’m being overly sensitive, but I was just on a conference call and the chair of the group ended with “So how is everybody doing with this? Everyone’s fine, right?” And the phrasing just seemed to discourage anyone from admitting that, no, we’re not all fine. Unsurprisingly, everyone said they were doing ok.