I never met someone from Iceland that wasn’t a cool dude (I never met any women from Iceland).

My sketch quality is regressing

“LUFF 2 FUKK”

LPT: Learn Brevity

In professional settings, learn how to talk with clarity and conciseness. Discuss one topic at a time. Break between topics, make sure everyone is ready to move on to another one. Pause often to allow others to speak.

A lack of brevity is one reason why others will lose respect for you. If you ramble, it sounds like you lack confidence, and don’t truly understand the topic. You risk boring your audience. It sounds like you don’t care what other people have to say (this is particularly true if you are a manager). On conference calls and Zoom meetings, all of this is even worse due to lag.

Pay attention to how you talk. You’re not giving a TED talk, you’re collaborating with a team. Learn how to speak with clarity and focus, and it’ll go much better.

I have no patience with the bland righteousness that condemns gossip. What are literature and history but distilled and fermented gossip? Those who relish Zola and delight in Herodotus but turn up their snoots at a bit over the fence are the same crew who prefer not to know where the Sunday roast hung on the steer, and who would lose their appetites if introduced to the chicken before being offered is succulent crackling flesh. But I won’t defend it anymore. I am a snoop, an ear, a nose, an eye, but not a busybody. No more. I don’t interfere. I only listen and question from a distance. I am comfortable now. I sit at my heavy desk before the fire and brood over petty annoyances, manufacture antique responsibilities and I’m ever, always conscious of the warmth of the room, the luxury of the paper, the sanitary state of my crotch, and to this day I do not know whether the presence of a rooster is necessary for hens to lay eggs.

from “Toad” by Katherine Dunn

Doormouse losing his shit during a set at Market Hotel (5/19/23)

cw: loud

Baby croc in the rain puddle