My #introduction (#introductions) is hilariously out of date. My name is Patrick Hogan and I'm a journalist. I've worked a bunch of places, but I'm presently between the jobs (hire me). I wrote an intro to Mastodon last month for The Outline https://theoutline.com/post/2689/mastodon-makes-the-internet-feel-like-home-again
I toot a lot about scifi/fantasy novels, video games and other crap. I've made several dumb bots: @FursonaAssignment @NintendoPowered @Energy_Forecast and I released a Mastodon ebooks bot you can use today! https://github.com/Srol/mastodon-ebook
Life is butt. A DREAM!
Ok the weekend can start now.
My dog is barking because I'm working and she can't engage with my brand.
One time I asked my doctor if my skull was weird and she said maybe I should find another doctor. I moved to Iowa a month later, so I guess she was right?
They've just always got so much going on, I can't keep up!
Do you think Taco Bell would think I was pranking them if I called and asked if they had any specials this evening? It wouldn't be a prank, I assure you.
So Long, Farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, Ta-ta
Ta-ta, ta-ta, to ya and ya and ya
I'm so bored at work, I'm just sitting at my desk mumbling new verses to the song "So Long Farewell" from The Sound of Music
ummmm
I wish I understood anything about why I like the things I like.
Why does my health insurance have a five day processing period for all payments, but this improv theater somehow manages to get the cash for my classes out of my bank account seconds after I make the payment.
I guess I am the kind of asshole who would take improv classes because that's what I just signed up for.
There was a Canadian tourist couple on the subway doing a soft-spoken running commentary and they were absolutely adorable.
"This is the express train so it should go right through 50th Street"
"There it goes"
"Goodbye 50th Street!"
"Isn't it exciting when you can get places faster?"
I think all the NYers on the train wanted to adopt them
Why is anyone friends with me?
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I'm so bad about getting enough sleep during the week that when I do get a full 8 on a weekday it feels like I've used some kind of life cheat code the next morning.
go to bed
I wonder if it means anything that in the last few years I've read multiple scifi novels involving societies where ungloved hands were considered the equivalent of being nude.
There's a scene in Jesus Christ Superstar where Pilate very dramatically sings:
"WHAT.
DO.
YOU MEAN.
BY.
THAT.
THAT.
IS NOT.
AN ANSWER"
and I get just that one line stuck in my head so much whenever it becomes relevant in my day-to-day life. https://youtu.be/Yn8pVrqbuuM?t=1m26s
I got about three hours of sleep last night. I'm swaying at my desk as I enter the last hour of work, about to fall over.