A Drop From The Bucket

I know I could be wrong.

Throughout my many hours of existential rumination, I’ve circled three numbers, or mathematical expressions that apply elegantly to all the challenges, mysteries, and choices I ponder in my life.

The Hollywood ‘hacker’ is an enthralling premise.

Given a default ‘class’, it’s easy to feel under-leveraged in the world.

What is the real difference between an act done by a prisoner, or done by a ‘passioneer’?

To be normal, one must be within a certain normal range of abnormal.

I have been told much about my writing.

Labeling comes so natural to us - and for good evolutionary reason, but that isn’t my focus with this.

We live and die in our routines.

Content consumption rules over the attention span of the modern world, and each has their own idea of what is ‘healthy’ - I am no different.

A profound question… perhaps, or perhaps not.

I did something good today.

For any technical types that stumble upon this mess and wonder wtf is powering this.

Apparently, at some young age around 10, my smile inverted - permanently, it seems.

This is more of a FYI than anything, but I will frequently pose questions or snide remarks as AA: $question?

I believe that one can ascertain quite a bit about a person’s quality of life when we consider the problems they face and their stupidity relative to other potential problems.

The purpose of this entire blogging/shitposting exercise is that there is little curation beyond producing mostly comprehensible english.

It is fitting that this be one of my first blog entries, my ultimate catchphrase: I don’t give a fuck about nothing Think of it like my version of the Rick Sanchez Wubba Lubba dub-dub - a catch-all, needs-no-time-and-place phrase that is infinitely modula…

The modern world is so full of fat, both literal and figurative.

I really appreciate the modularity of On.

Hello World.