Colin

I’m delighted about this. Winter it’s nice to have you back.

I’m no groundhog, but winter does appear to have a firm grip on Maine.

Forget creaky joints, I know I’m over 40 because of the pure joy I get from watching birds at the bird feeders (also, I own plural bird feeders).

That’s pretty solid art for a first grader! Also, I would read that graphic novel.

I still want someone to explain “Marxist equity” to me.

the world they want is one where you're either unemployed or work an almost no wage job, you have almost no political input or self determination and you’re happy about it because you can get a t-shirt off temu for a $1

Has it only been a week?

There are few people working harder or with as much dedication as the squirrel at my bird feeder.

I don’t know why everyone is so surprised about big tech’s turn to the right. This is a cohort of people who see the creation of art, the most basic expression of the human experience, as a business problem that needs solving.

I’m sorry, but whenever I hear “Harry Potter”, the first image in my mind is of a yeti making a mug out of clay.

Someone is making a pork roast in my neighborhood, and I would describe my grumbling stomach’s response as 100% Bumpus hounds.

There is a time and place for an airing of the entire Wicked soundtrack and that is not on a Sunday morning at Target.

Like a gofer evaluating the highway by my home, I poked my head out, read the news, and quickly retreated into my hole. This will be my new daily routine.

Today is the day I broke out my thickest LL Bean coat. Everybody keeps track of this kind of thing, right?

I don't advocate becoming misinformed, but I would recommend reducing your consumption of news and social. Right now doing either is like poking your head outside in June in Antartica to see if you can grow flowers. You can't, you won't want to, and it's going to get a lot darker before the light.

Tech's rollout of AI for the arts is so miserable. It's like following golfers around a course berating them for enjoying the game instead of using a golf simulator.

I am trying hard to move away from social, but this seemed like something worth trying. Yes, I'm a real person. Yes, that's really me in the co-pilot seat on an air plane heading into blue skies. See what I did there?