oct 25 in idea barrages

The end-game of fame is ending up with your song in an ad for a chain restaurant you would’ve sneered at as mass-market trash when you were young. There aren’t many upsides to failure, but staying true to yourself until the end means something to some.

What a subtle joy to be able to ask yourself “Did the Oscars already happen?” and not be entirely sure. To be genuinely partially oblivious to the popularity contests of the idle rich, it’s beautiful.

Becoming a better person isn’t about becoming more successful. Becoming a better person is becoming a person who treats others better. I’m far from perfect, I’ve a mean sense of humor, I’m absentminded to a point that can be mistaken for laziness. But I’m trying. Lord I’m trying.

A really pretentious wrestler whose power move is a leg drop called “Maslow’s Hierarchy of Knees”.

Buncha Italian grammas all teaming up to start the cookie chain “Pizzelle Hut”.

The Campbells Soup Kids turn out to be immortal eldritch abominations in THE BROTHMAN PROPHECIES.

“She was disappointed, as disappointed as Quentin Tarantino was when he found out The Arch Deluxe was just a fancy hamburger sandwich.”

A parody of The Rolling Stones “Under My Thumb” about Conan’s desperate entreaties to his god Crom called “I Have No Tongue”.