march 2 in idea barrages

Cynicism is a joke. Literally it’s a joke. And it can be a quite funny joke, a brief amusing subversion of the truth, a laugh that can allow us to relieve the pressure of life. But for God’s sake, don’t take it seriously. Nothing’s accomplished through it, just a silly plaything.

You loved the sushi so much, you couldn’t stand to eat it all. You had to save a little bit to remember it by. Just a little piece of the wrapper. So you would never forget. Your memento nori.

She couldn’t part with her entire collection of VHS tapes of weekday talk shows, it had been so much a part of her life, she had to keep one, not even to watch, just to keep on a shelf as a reminder. Her memento Maury.

If you need a fictional generic news channel in your movie or television show and you don’t call it “International Broadcast Service” so that the little bug in the corner of the screen can say “IBS” you are wasting the short and precious gift called life.

One of the hardest parts, for him, of becoming a rock star was pretending he didn’t want to be a rock star. Once he got there, the hardest part was pretending he still wanted to be a rock star. Life is like that. You don’t get what you want, you get what you wanted.

In Pee-Wee’s Playhouse, every room was the living room.

It’s Superman! No, it’s a plane! No, it’s a bird! No, it’s DEPTH PERCEPTION MANIPULATION MAN!

Since a lot of bird songs are mating calls, I imagine the early morning chirps as them yelling “HOT SINGLES IN YOUR AREA” at each other over and over again and it makes me dislike waking up before 10AM even more.