Nearly every day when lunchtime rolls around, I’m working, trying to finish some article about something that I don’t know anything about. Or that I didn’t know anything about when I woke up in the morning.

I don’t want to interrupt my creative genius flow, so I go into the kitchen and grab a cup of noodles, or more accurately, a Maruchan Instant Lunch.

Though it’s worth noting that the Maruchan Instant Lunch is virtually identical to the Nissin Cup Noodles. Are they created in the same factory somewhere, salted with the tears of child laborers? I should know the answer if I want to be woke, but I don’t, so I guess I’m not.

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Carol and I were on a long drive the other day, and out of the blue I said, “Sears popcorn.”

She said, “Oh my god!” because Sears popcorn is one of those things that brings back a strong memory if you experienced it as a kid.

Carol said, “I can smell it…”
“I know, right? Those long bags…”
“God, that’s weird. Why did Sears sell popcorn anyway?”
“I don’t know, but here we are 50 years later talking about it.”

So yeah. If you don’t know what Sears popcorn means, I can’t explain it.

Also, you have to pay like $13 in tolls to drive from the desert to Orange county. When did that happen? Two thumbs up though for the wide, smooth, virtually empty toll roads.

I’ve been waiting for the joshuatree.blog domain to expire for about four months now. It finally did, and I actually “caught the drop,” and was able to register it before an army of robots got to it. So I may be starting up something over there.

Will this go away? I don’t think so.

Will I continue to neglect this? I don’t think so.

This is Peanut. She’s a dog wearing a sweater.

She was a good girl.

Gemma, I’m so sorry I wasn’t there to protect you when you needed me most. I’m so sorry.

In a podcast I did with author Hosho McCreesh we talked a bit about the Guerilla Poetics Project, and I think the project was interesting enough to talk about in a little more detail. As a cautionary tale, perhaps. I don’t mean that to sound ominous, I think it was a great project and still could be. But I’m getting ahead of myself.

If you’ve never heard of Guerilla Poetics Project, here’s a little breakdown, a thumbnail sketch so to speak, the 50,000-foot view, as countless idiots who have read any business book written in the past 20 years might say. And for the purpose of avoiding saying Guerilla Poetics Project a thousand times, I’m usually going to call it GPP here, which should not be confused with the GDP the BBC or OPP. Everything clear? Then let us proceed into the water, children. Watch out for sharks and pointy, stinging things.

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