My commute is woefully long, so I see a lot of cars during the week. Mostly they’re all interchangeable cocoons of isolation, but sometimes there are those people who go above and beyond to turn their conveyance into a personal statement. And sometimes other people help them.
Driving to work today, got stuck behind an 18-wheeler during the 5-miles-per-hour part of the I-10 between Ray Road and the I-60 Interchange. It was white and extremely dusty. Somebody had written in the dust on the back of the trailer, “I’m lonely,” which I thought was kind of poignant.
Then, getting closer to the 18-wheeler, I saw more writing right underneath that had been purposefully obscured by somebody brushing it. Curious, I maneuvered closer until I could read it.
“Show me your tits,” it said.
Includes Hollywood Dead, Tales from the Loop, Things from the Flood, The Court of Broken Knives, and Port of Shadows.
Nic has a retinal tear and has his vision is saved by a laser.
Includes The Storm Before the Storm, White Trash, Calypso, Tell the Machine Goodnight, Prince of Fools, and Provenance.
The Internet tells Nic to install Ubiquiti gear in his house, so he does, and now he has thoughts.
What I wish I’d known when I started podcasting.
Nic starts a new podcast about—gasp!—American sports.
Mostly excellent non-fiction in this installment. Includes Fantasyland, The Miracle of Dunkirk, Das Reich, The Undoing Project, Waiting for the Punch, Vacationland and Points of Impact.