Peak Oregon.

You mean the Gwen Verdon series?

It was when they threw in the towel on blogs and decided to prioritize mainstream media. The whole blogging industry took a bath overnight. My personal blog, because it was so frequently updated and newsy, used to hit the front page of Google on a regular basis for top stories. They made that switch and I never saw…

It’s the surveillance people object to, not the ads. If you just want to show ads, you can design something with text, a link, and an image and it’ll be viewed. Ad blockers won’t block it out. But no, ad companies want to get up your ass so far they can see out your eyeballs. That’s the real problem.

So much of the influencer stuff is paid content which isn’t labeled. Somebody high profile will need to go to prison for it before that shit stops.

Wasn’t it John Ruskin who said, like a century ago, “Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.”?

Hello to losing the ability to see because the girl doing the extensions was clumsy.

I have lost friends to cults, and it’s not usually the ones you think. My parents were always terrified I’d join a cult but I’m not one to submit to ANY authority. 

Since bootlegging was the way the family made its fortune, racketeering charges are absolutely on-brand.

Get working on that screenplay. Netflix needs another hit~

Congratulations! A friend of mine went on Suboxone and has been absolutely stunned by what it’s done for her. She says it’s helped with focus, energy, even digestion. She’s written three business plans! Before it was all she could do to watch Netflix for twelve straight hours.

It’s quite possible somebody else disclosed that. All they have to know is that she was treated with Narcan.

I wish there were a single word in all of this that I could disagree with.

And amphetamines.

She probably always felt like three months away from an oligarch’s engagement ring. She’s Lohan, without the past.

Prison in a nutshell. Finishing school for crooks.

A common thief steals towels at Walmart. An uncommon thief grifts her way through five star hotels with no apparent exit plan. It’s the nihilism of her actions that fascinates everyone. What if everything good...just ends? No climax, no resolution. What if none of it matters?

Nazis gonna Nazi. 

Sorry, I got a little cranky yesterday. I thought you were being completely condescending. If I misread that, I apologize. 

I know a woman who had a business making pet beds out of remnant materials (cotton and fleece mostly) and stuffed with cedar. Smelled amazing and she charge hundreds for them. Apparently the cedar oils discourage ticks and fleas.