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Pixel Q. Styx refuses to talk about himself. If thou wishest, thou may infer from his blog what thou wishest.

Calling all freaders!

device, mobile, phone

Where are you? Was it something I did? Was it when I looked at you funny? Or when I didn’t update regularly for 15 years? Or that I’m just a sentient grape??1 Well, now that Twitter is over and social…

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round fondant cake with happy birthday candle

Oh, shit. Last year of my 30’s. Gotta live it up! 38 was maybe my favorite year ever. Hoping 39 isn’t too far off! Today, I just played games with three friends, Freddy, Syd, and Alexandra. A bunch of people…

Giving the third degree

thermometer, summer, hot

People brag about how much more intuitive their particular systems of measurement are. For example, Americans will brag about how Fahrenheit is more intuitive: 0-100 degrees capture most outside temperatures (the actual extreme records are -128° to 134°, but those…

Acceptance and Surprise

four people sitting on shore forming hearts with their hands during golden hour

A good interlocutor should have the twin virtues of: Acceptance: not challenging you in ways you don’t need or want Surprise: challenging you in ways you need or want That is: they should accept you as you are and not…

The Political Mixer

So I’m watching Jon Haidt1 and Joshua Knobe at Blogging Heads.  All of a sudden I hear Haidt, who I generally agree with on everything,2 say something I’ve come to conclude is a half-thought out idea.  He eventually comes around…

You Can’t Make Old Friends

man and woman standing on seashore

I talk and text with my middle school friends to this day. Some of us are going to Iceland on a group trip soon. If I’m honest, I do more texting than they do. We slowly text less and less…

Our last tear

Person Putting Palm on Face While Holding Prayer Beads

I forgot my ex-fiancée’s hairstyle. I realized that while high, camping alone in Wyoming. I had to look it up, but the thought made me cry. I think about her daily, sometimes with nostalgia, sometimes with sadness or guilt, sometimes…

Ten Sunrises

mountains and tree range during golden hour

My uncle once said, “how many more times am I going to see you? Ten?” I’d never considered the finitude of that relationship. Within a few years, his brother, another uncle of mine, died. He was 54. I saw him…