- I just paid my annual hosting bill for this site. It’s a bit depressing, because when I calculate how many posts I make per year, it averages out to like ten bucks per post, unless I make a whole bunch of entries in the next two months.
- The Apple Airpod Pro release made me think I should make a lengthy post about every pair of headphones I’ve bought in the last few years, and why they ultimately didn’t work out. I have a bit of a problem when it comes to headphones, and can never find something that works perfectly. Then I spend an inordinate amount of time shopping for something that maybe would.
- I’m 100% sure if I did buy Airpods, they would fall right out of my ear and I’d lose them, anyway.
- I am not near the fires, and I haven’t lost power, so let’s not get into that.
- Fitbit got bought by Google, which really pisses me off and depresses me. I have used a Fitbit since I think 2012, and now also have one of their scales. I have a lot of data in my Fitbit account, and it basically got sold to a company who is 100% going to kill it. Or every time I want to check my steps, I will have to watch an ad.
- Caviar got bought by DoorDash. This also pisses me off, because DoorDash is a horrible company and Caviar has been great. I realize food delivery is lazy, but I am lazy.
- There is this outdoor mall thing about a mile from my house. (Bay Street in Emeryville). Anyway, they at one time had like a dozen restaurants, and now they have one. In the last couple of weeks, Buckhorn and Fuddrucker’s closed, and Rubio’s closed a bit before that. Now there’s an upper level where every single store is closed except California Pizza Kitchen. I eat at CPK way too much, but when that closes, I’m done.
- There’s also a Barnes and Noble in that mall, and I used to hate B&N and see them as this company that killed indie book stores (I talked about this before, sorry) and anyway, it’s only a matter of time before they shutter that place, too.
- This outdoor mall was literally built on an Indian burial ground. I used to go to Weight Watchers with a retired Archaeology professor who was hired by the builders to dig around and identify graves and whatnot. Maybe that’s why they can’t keep any restaurants going there.
- I think they discontinued the deodorant I have used since like 1993, and I have to switch to another. That kind of thing really pisses me off.
- I hate to sound like an old person when I talk about this stuff closing, but it’s depressing, and makes me think a lot about how everything dies, including all of us, and I can’t process that. When I hit 50 soon, look for this worry train to go completely thermonuclear.
- Speaking of DoorDash, I just placed a Caviar order at a place that’s usually pretty quick to fill deliveries, and got a text now saying the order will be late. The last time I ordered from DoorDash, they did this like three times and then completely no-showed. And so it begins.
1. I was on this stupid thing where I thought I should start carrying a fake phone and wallet in case I was mugged. So I bought an iPhone 3G for $20 on eBay, which is the same exact phone I had nine years ago. It is ridiculously small and uses a different dock connector and has a shit camera and plastic back and is missing about every feature you could imagine. No Siri, no Apple Pay, no Find my Phone, no Facetime, no front camera. The OS is stuck like six or seven versions ago. I think the current Facebook app wouldn’t even fit on this phone. It’s sort of wonderful.
2. My allergies are so insanely bad since I got back from Alaska. I always joke about moving there like the Anthony Edwards character from Northern Exposure, who lived in a geodesic dome to escape his allergies, but I’ll be god damned, that would actually work.
3. My new watch tracks my sleep now with the Sleep++ app, and I don’t have to remember to start the app first – it just figures it out. It’s amazing to see how much I sleep when I take Ambien, and how many times I wake up in the middle of the night when I don’t.
4. For some freak reason, I didn’t drive my car at all this week. When I had to drive somewhere Friday, it was caked with a layer of dirt like I’d left it outside at Mt. St. Helen’s in 1980 or whenever that was.
5. I remember people selling bottles and jars of ashes after M.S.H. blew up. This was all pre-internet, so I’m not sure how I knew about this. Maybe it was in the el-cheapo ads in the very back of Parade magazine, where they normally sold biblical coins that were supposed to be older than Jesus but were actually punched out of sheet metal from Ford Pintos and then artificially aged in vats of Coca-Cola.
6. I’ve been writing the bulk of my next book by hand. No reason, except I write a lot of it in diners. It’s challenging, because I can’t read my own handwriting, and I only get maybe a hundred words per page of these little pocket notebooks.
7. I started reading about the bad effects of cortisol, the stress hormone, and how it stops you from losing fat and makes allergies worse, and now I am convinced that is like the nexus of every problem I have right now. And googling “get rid of cortisol” gives you ten million pages that basically just say to sleep more and be happy about your life, and maybe eat more salad.
8. I subscribed to a Facebook group about people who grew up in my home town, and everyone in the group is functionally illiterate. Like, they don’t know the difference between “to,” “two,” and “too.”
9. I also looked up my home town on TripAdvisor, and the top ten restaurants included Cracker Barrel, Perkin’s, and Texas Roadhouse.
10. I was going to go on a big rant about tenderloin sandwiches and mandala effect, but my dinner is here. (I ordered a salad for some inexplicable reason. Maybe the cortisol thing. I need to stop it with the Joe Rogan Podcast.)
- Turkey + Cheddar Cracker Stackers
- Turkey + American Cracker Stackers
- Pizza with Pepperoni
- Nachos, Cheese Dip + Salsa
- Extra Cheesy Pizza
- Mini Hot Dogs (only if heated)
- Ham + American Cracker Stackers
- Chicken Dunks
- Pizza Kabobbles
- Turkey + Cheddar Lower Fat Cracker Stackers
- Mini Burgers
- Light Bologna + American Cracker Stackers
- Any of the ones without juice
- Any of the ones with the bullshit 100% juice instead of Capri Sun
- I hate end-of-year lists. I didn’t even know it was 2014 for half of the year, and I can’t remember what I wrote, read, bought, or otherwise did. I published two books, and worked on two others, but you probably already know that.
- I fell down a brief Jack Kevorkian k-hole the other day, probably because I spent too much time at the airport. I really want a copy of his jazz album. It always fascinates me when someone famous for one thing has a side-passion in something completely different.
- This isn’t a good example, but I always found it interesting how prior to his career in blowing shit up, Ted Kazczynski was a math prodigy, and published several academic papers, mostly about boundary functions.
- Both Kevorkian and Kazczynski went to University of Michigan. (Not at the same time.)
- I went to the same school as Jim Jones, Meg Cabot, and Joe Buck. (Jones was obviously before my time. Cabot lived in my dorm, I think, but I never knew her. I refuse to discuss Joe Buck.)
- I went to Wisconsin for the holiday. I got sick. It did not snow. I’m still sick.
- I guess a new year’s resolution, even though I hate them, is to not get sick anymore. This would probably involve jogging or something, and maybe not eating at Taco Bell four times a week.
- A k-hole I plan to fall down, when I get off the DayQuil/NyQuil roller coaster, is Oulipo, and Raymond Queneau’s movement on constrained writing. He did this thing called A Hundred Thousand Billion Poems, which is like a paper version of those random headline generators, but from 1961. I don’t know any French, and I have no idea what I’m talking about, but it’s a good rabbit hole to fall down, maybe.
- I have some fascination with constrained writing only because I wrote a ton of stuff just like Atmospheres, and then after the audio book and having to re-read it a dozen times, got really sick of that kind of writing, and thought I needed to write another book where the prose was much more simple. I don’t know what rules I would follow, other than to make it less manic, and maybe stop drinking Red Bull.
- I was futzing with this app called Hemingway, which calculates the grade level of your writing and points out passive voice and stuff that’s hard to read. Most of the stuff I wrote in Atmospheres is way above the 12th grade level. I think I should just write books of lists at the 3rd grade level.
- Not to be confused with The Hemingwrite, which is a hipster digital typewriter for about $400, and a kickstarter, which means you probably won’t get it until 2027.
- I am about 4 for 17 on kickstarters, and just got in the mail this stupid pet camera I must have ordered in like 2011. It showed up right after we got back from vacation, so it’s sort of useless.
- In 13 minutes, I get to take another dose of DayQuil. I’m pretty happy about that.
- Other vague resolutions that aren’t are the usual: write more, ignore the news, lose weight, hail satan, etc. You?
Okay, so how does one write a post that summarizes the year without A) listing all of the books you read that year, which honestly nobody gives one flying fuck about; B) see A, except with music, which is problematic because I don’t think I bought a single goddamn album actually released in 2011; C) giving a giant list of “resolutions” which you will promptly forget about by January 7th.
I’d like to think in the last 365 days, I have become wiser. I’ve definitely become older; unrelated: looking for reviews and advice on picking the correct shade of Just For Men hair color. But here’s the laundry list of life lessons I may or may not have learned in 2011.
- Get an Amazon rewards card, then make every single purchase of your life using the card instead of cash, down to paying for a $2 parking fee with your Visa. Then, pay the entire bill at the end of the month. Also, buy every damn thing possible from Amazon so you get triple points. I bought everything from birthday gifts to toilet paper to deodorant to computer supplies from Amazon instead of battling the idiots at the grocery store. You save time, but most importantly, you end up with hundreds of dollars of free books by the end of the year.
- Paying any attention whatsoever to the Apple versus Android arguments online is a total waste of time. Buy what you want and stop reading the comments in engadget or gizmodo posts.
- Sync a notes file on your phone with a gmail account and write down every single idea for a story or character or scene the second it crosses your mind, because it’s a lot more efficient than trying to actually think of ideas when you need them.
- Don’t read more than three Philip K. Dick novels back-to-back while on cold medication.
- Scrivener is the best writing tool imaginable, at least for me.
- You can either spend a lot of time arguing politics with people who will never change, or you can learn how to block people on facebook and actually get shit done.
- When you’re trying to read something on the web and you see a link to something else, instead of falling into a giant wormhole, just add the link to Safari’s Reading List and then when you’re eating lunch or stuck in line somewhere, read those articles later. I have this horrible issue where I start searching for how to change the font in my mail program, and suddenly it’s two hours later and I’m reading the entire history of the Gemini space program and I have no fucking idea why.
- Get a Kinesis Advantage keyboard, and learn to touch-type.
- Stretch. If you don’t know how, go to a chiropractor and ask.
- Write what you want to read. Read what you want to write.
Here’s to 2012. No resolutions, no predictions. I’ve got two books in the hopper and need to kick ass on getting stuff done and out, so stay tuned.
- Cap’n Crunch Atlantic Cod Crunch Berries
- Olde English 800 Sport malt liquor with electrolytes
- Lego Postal Rampage playset
- The McDonald’s McHaggis, turnips, and fries value meal
- Old Spice Pure Sport scented enema
- The Capital One Planned Parenthood Abortion Rewards Visa card
- Clorox Cool Ranch Toilet Cleaner
- Prune Pepsi Max
- Taco Bell CrunchWrap de Tripita
- Smith and Wesson My First .357 Junior Revolver
- Little Debbie Purim Kreplach cakes with liver
- Sherwin Williams Your Mother’s a Whore house paint
- Hawaiian Punch Guava Bacon Crush
- Jello Pudding Contraceptives
- Zombie Jesus
- Zombie Ernest Hemingway
- Zombie Mama Cass
- Zombie Jethro Tull
- Zombie Joey Ramone
- Zombie Jesse Ventura
- Zombie Jerry Lewis
- Zombie Veterinarian
- Zombie Les Paul
- Zombie Ayn Rand
- Zombie Kim Jong Il
- Zombie Slum Landlord
- Zombie Transvestite hooker picked up by Eddie Murphy
- Zombie Illegal immigrant
- Zombie Midlist genre author
- Zombie Tax preparation assistant
- Zombie Hipster taco truck worker
- Zombie Indian casino blackjack dealer
- Zombie Pro-Microsoft internet troller
- Zombie Weatherman
- Zombie French-Canadian baguette baker
- Zombie Has-been child actor turned junkie
- Zombie Build engineer
- Zombie Incontinent old person
- Zombie Herpes sufferer riding a mountain bike in a drug commercial
- Zombie Civil War re-enactor
- Zombie Cooking show hostess you want to slap but you also want to fuck
- Zombie Death metal fan who has really long hair but is bald on the top
- Zombie Wal-Mart greeter
- Zombie Blind guy who plays accordion on the subway for change
- Zombie Larry King
- Zombie High school gym teacher
- Zombie Al Bundy
- Zombie Editor at Huffington Post who posts content from other places as if they are new news.
- Zombie Ruby on Rails developer who talks about how great the ORM model is but doesn’t acknowledge scalability issues.
- Zombie Used car salesman
- Zombie Fred Flintstone
- Zombie Alexander Haig
- Zombie Eli Whitney with interchangeable parts
- Zombie Herbalife salesman who posts Zombie “Lose Weight Now/Ask Me How” signs at grocery store.
- Zombie Tattoo artist
- Zombie Guy who always insists that autotuning is killing the music industry
- Zombie Congressional Budget Office Assistant Director of Health and Zombie Services Division
- Zombie Yoga teacher with really hot ass
- Zombie Dog show groomer
- Zombie House painter
- Zombie David Lee Roth
- Zombie Left-Handed Setup Pitcher
- Zombie Alien abduction survivor
- Zombie Steven Spielberg
(Feel free to use any of these, but please let me know if you write a book or screenplay based on them.)