I feel like this could be a representation of the creative process, which is dominated by constant failure until you get it right, at least in the way that satisfies you. Then you move on to the next cycle of failure. It adds to the meta contextual interpretation of Tom Cruise as a movie star. I don’t like him, but I really enjoy the storyline
I was at a bar with friends, pretty tipsy, chatting with a gay man in the friend group. He was explaining the difference between otters and bears, a concept that I was completely unfamiliar with. He was skinny and tall and hairy, and explained that in the scene he was considered an otter. My drunken ass gently clapped him on the shoulder and said, don’t worry, someday you’ll be a bear, I know it. He laughed and said that he was doing fine. He was a very sweet person, and that was one of the dumbest nice things I have ever said to anyone. I’m so glad it landed and I said it to him. I learned several minor things that night about gay culture and listening.
Say no more, my friend. If you’re driving through, they are out to get you. It was a point of constant concern for me and my friends trying to get to Austin for a show.
…and that makes him kind of insufferable to me. I’m really glad Herzog called him out on the set of The Mandalorian.
Yesterday my coworker encouraged me to get some ceviche from one of the food trucks in the food truck lot where we work. I had been given a sample a few weeks ago and I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
So I got a small order. Came with tostadas and a few packets of mayo. They gave me a cup of Clamato preparado (chamoy and tajin rim) because I gave them Jell-O shots a few days prior.
It was so delicious. Carlos, my coworker, asked me how it was. I told him that I couldn’t remember the last time I ate food just because I desired it. And then I teared up. Food rarely tastes that good.
Being given permission to be kind to myself was such a profound experience. One that I needed.
I’m almost certain that this is fossilized coral. I just don’t enough to ascertain the details about it. If anyone can help that would be much appreciated. I found it in a vacant lot in the heart of the Permian Basin. My guess is that it’s from the mid-Permian period. If I’m wrong feel free to correct me. Thanks!
But I decided to check it out in anticipation of the episode. And just the first few minutes sent me to a place. Jeff Bridges' character's zen, anhedonia, shock, whatever you want to call it, kind of broke me. Maybe it's because I'm not feeling well. I helped to cut someone out of a car wreck in front of my house the other day. Maybe it's that. But I had a really emotional reaction to it. I might have to skip this one.