This time tomorrow. (Patreon)

This time tomorrow what will we see /Field full of houses, endless rows of crowded streets /I don't know where I'm going / I don't want to see /I feel the world below me / looking up at me /Leave the sun behind me/ and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by /I'm in perpetual motion / and the world below doesn't matter much to me.I swear I'm not being morose or suicidal or anything. I just like the lyrics. It's my "dance stupidly to different covers of it" on Youtube song-of-the-week. Plus, I've been on a Wes Anderson kick as of late, and who doesn't love a little geometric ennui.Other thoughts from the week:- I love the news. I have a background in print journalism. But I fear I'm dangerously close to the point where I'm gonna become an old cat lady who says, "Oh, I don't read the news... too falutin' for my tastes."- Mumford and Sons used to be better. I hesitate to say, "Dance you Mancunian monkeys, dance!!", as their musical talent is enviable. But I dunno. I just miss my motha-fuckin' banjo.- Waffle House has an emergency response team it dispatched to North Carolina after Hurricane Florence. There are times when I'm not terribly proud of being an American, but damn if that didn't make me want to give a star-spangled salute to the magical sky cloth as a weeping bald eagle flew overhead, flanked by fireworks.- Why don't we all have bunk beds? Like, as grownups. It seems like a no-brainer. You can change it up from night to night, it doesn't take up any more square footage... just seems like a cool way to sleep.- We should all stay hydrated better than we do.- You ever stop to wonder about the crazy shit our grandkids will take as common, but will baffle the shit out of us?- Am I the only one who can't remember what it was like to poop without a smartphone? I'm 34. So I totally lived without smartphones. I just can't, for the life of me, remember.- Is there an age where it's no longer acceptable to eat ramen noodles on the regular? Or does society just accept that it's okay after a certain point, provided you doctor them up with eggs and spinach and kim chi and stuff?- I thought I would be eating way more Lucky Charms than I do. Youth is wasted on the young.- But my cheese game is on point.- Oxford commas are my jam. "He threw a party and invited the strippers, Stalin, and Kennedy." would mean something completely different if you omitted that last comma. Though it's fun to think of JFK in a corset and Joseph Stalin with pasties on his nips.- How many subscribers will I lose because I spend too much time musing about snacks and bunk beds and informational pooping instead of dem big ol' tiddies?- (.)(.) >> ( o )( o )Sleep tight, lovelies. You're a good and patient lot. Stay hydrated.