Back in the day, I used to blog all the time. I have decided to revisit some old posts, write some updates, and maybe do some bad drawings to go along with it. Let’s see how this goes…

Journal entry – Wednesday, December 4, 2002

You know — you really only see commercials for The Clapper around Christmas. 

Today I continue to be sad based on the large amount of work I have to do. I didn’t get home until 7:30 which means including commuting I was involved with work for 12 hours today. And so I must enumerate the ways in which things suck.

1. There are now ants in my room. They are crawling on my dresser. I hate ants. Ants traumatized me in my youth. As I was eating a bowl of Grape Nuts, I looked down to see dead ant bodies floating at the top of my milk. Apparently they had gotten into the box and I hadn’t noticed. And really, what the hell were the ants doing eating Grape Nuts? Now I’m paranoid that ants are crawling on me.
2. I will have to spend $300 buckaroonies to fix my car.
3. I was at work for 12 hours!!!

Response – August 23, 2021

Clap on, clap off… THE CLAPPER!

Turns out in the future, society has grown even lazier. Now we just ask Alexa/Google Home/our robot companions to turn on and off the lights. 

I had completely forgotten about eating ants! Now Grape Nuts will be ruined for me again for a few years.

Though, the longer you live, the more gross shit happens to you. I’ve cleaned up cat barf vomited off a six-foot cat tree and had food poisoning on a plane ride home from Costa Rica. So eating dead ants doesn’t seem like a big deal anymore. 

And who am I kidding? Grape Nuts rule. Give me a bowl of rock hard rubble doused in sugar and milk any day and I will be happy. Though, I still find it weird that I enjoyed Grape Nuts as a child. It defies logic. Maybe I was born an old soul. Or maybe it is a monumental work of cognitive dissonance convincing myself that I really truly enjoyed the only cereal ever left in the house after everyone else ate all the good cereal. We’ll never know.

Also, just to think that after lamenting having a workday that spanned 12 hours, I would go on to work in tech where basically every workday spans at least 12 hours because of email and Slack and Zoom and distributed workforces and time zones and all that other shit… LOL! You fucking dummy!